Quotes About Love

I remembered how, as a boy, I would stew over all the things Mama wouldn't do, things other mothers did. Hold my hand when we walked. Sit me up on her lap, read bedtime stories, kiss my face good night. Those things were true enough. But, all those years, I'd been blind to a greater truth, which lay unacknowledged and unappreciated, buried deep beneath my grievances. It was this: that my mother would never leave me.

In these letters, I see the unique ability fiction has to connect people, and I see how universal some human experiences are: shame, guilt, regret, friendship, love, forgiveness, atonement.

There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

And the Mountains Echoed BY KHALED HOSSEINI

His little body convulsed in my arms with each sob.

Dal tono tenero, leggermente angosciato con cui aveva pronunciato queste parole avevo capito che mio padre era una persona ferita, che il suo amore per me era sincero, immenso ed eterno come il cielo, e che avrebbe gravato su di me per sempre. Era quel tipo di amore che prima o poi ti avrebbe inchiodato a una scelta: o ti liberavi con una lacerazione o rimanevi e sopportavi la sua intransigenza, anche se ti torchiava sino a farti rimpicciolire.

Ora so che ci sono persone che sentono l'infelicità con la stessa inevitabilità con cui altre amano: in segreto, con intensità e senza rimedio.

For you, a thousand times over - The Kite Runner

I thought about you all the time. I used to pray that you'd love to be a hundred years old. I didn't know. I didn't know that you were ashamed of me.

Sang div menggeram dan mengetuk-ngetuk dagu. Aku pernah mengambil banyak anak dari banyak ayh, katanya.

Setiap hari aku memanjatkan rasa syukur kepada Allah karena telah menjaga kehidupanku, bukan karena aku takut menghadapi kematian, namun karena istriku akan tetap memiliki suami dan anakku tidak akan menjadi yatim piatu.

I'm no damn good at this," she says slowly, almost shyly, "but what I'm getting around to telling you is, you've turned out good. You've made me proud, Markos.

That night, it was blessing enough to be beside him. It was blessing enough to know that he was here, to feel the warmth of him next to her, to lie with him, their heads touching, his right hand laced in her left.

El tono tierno y casi asustado de esas palabras me hizo comprender que mi padre era una persona herida, que su amor por mí era tan auténtico, tan vasto y permanente como el cielo, y que siempre pesaría sobre mis hombros. Era la clase de amor que, tarde o temprano, te acorrala y te obliga a tomar una decisión: la de liberarte o la de quedarte y soportar su rigor, aunque te oprima hasta el punto de reducirte a alguien más pequeño de como eres en realidad.

Khaled Hosseini

I remembered how, as a boy, I would stew over all the things Mamá wouldn't do, things other mothers did. Hold my hand when we walked. Sit me up on her lap, read bedtime stories, kiss my face good night. Those things were true enough. But, all those years, I'd been blind to a greater truth, which lay unacknowledged and unappreciated

I wanted to pull him close, hold him, tell him the world had been unkind to him, not the other way around.

will use a flower petal for paper, And write you the sweetest letter, You are the sultan of my heart, the sultan of my heart.

The past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

Per tu ho faria mil vegades més.

Sometimes Laila wondered why Mammy had even bothered having her. People, she believed now, shouldn't be allowed to have new children if they'd already given away all their love to their old ones. It wasn't fair.

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

For you a thousand times over - Kite Runner

Intotdeauna e mai dureros sa ai si sa pierzi, decat sa nu fi avut deloc.