Quotes About Love

I had always pictured her living a tumultuous, wayward life, hard years of bad luck-fits and starts,collapse,regret-and ill advised, desperate love affairs. I had always imagined that she'd self-destructed, likely drank herself to the kind of early death that people always call tragic

He would have died defending his family.

Nul ne pourrais compter les lunes qui luisent sur ses toits Ni les mille soleils splendides qui se cachent derrière ses murs.

Khaled Hosseini

Tapi seperti kata sang penyair; saat cinta menggoda, masalah pun tiba!

I wondered when I had forgotten that, despite everything, he was still just a child.

You'll have others, Inshalla. You're young. Surely you'll have many other chances. But Mariam's grief wasn't aimless or unspecific. Mariam grieved for this baby, this particular child, who had made her so happy for a while.

I rolled him over so he faced me. He felt light as a dream. I placed a kiss on his dry, cracked lips. I put a pillow between his face and my chest and reached for the back of his head. I held him against me in a long, tight embrace.

He used to wonder how such a frail little body could house so much joy, so much goodness. It couldn't. It spilled out of her, came pouring out her eyes.

Every woman needed a husband, even if he did silence the song in her

in-laws for their generosity and many kindnesses. To the rest of my wonderful family, I remain indebted and grateful

Para mí, todo acaba aquí. No anhelo nada más. Todo lo que deseaba de niña tú me lo has dado ya. Tú y tus hijos me habéis hecho muy feliz. Todo está bien, Laila yo. No te preocupes ni te entristezcas.

Lagi pula, bukankah semua ayah, di lubuk hati mereka yang terdalam, memiliki keinginan untuk membunuh putra mereka?

J'utiliserai un pétale pour papier Et t'écrirai les mots les plus doux Tu es le sultan de mon coeur Le sultan de mon coeur.

Avea deja mai multe jucarii decat ar fi avut nevoie. Si nu exista nicio jucarie pe pamant care sa compenseze absenta tatalui sau.

But, mostly, Mariam is in Laila's own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns.

waters, where I will soon drown. Before I march in, I leave this on the shore for you. I pray you find it, sister, so you will know what was in my heart as I went under.

Mammy was soon asleep, leaving Laila with dueling emotions: reassured that Mammy meant to live on, stung that she was not the reason. She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.

For you, a thousand times and over.

Khaled Hosseini

From what?" "The empty-headed girls who think you're sexy." "You know." "Know what?" "That I only have eyes for you." Laila

I know now that some people feel unhappiness the way others love: privately, insanely, and without recourse

Giti was killed, collecting pieces of her daughter's flesh in an apron, screeching hysterically. Giti's decomposing right foot, still in its nylon sock and purple sneaker, would be found on a rooftop two weeks later. At Giti's fatiha, the day after the killings, Laila sat stunned in a roomful of weeping women. This was the first time that someone whom Laila had known, been close to, loved, had died.

Later, after Rasheed had dropped them off and taken a bus to work, Laila watched Aziza wave good-bye and scuff along the wall in the orphanage back lot. She thought of Aziza's stutter, and of what Aziza had said earlier about fractures and powerful collisions deep down and how sometimes all we see on the surface is a slight tremor.