Quotes About Struggle

She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last.

Sometimes a finger must be cut to save the hand.

He scarcely knew who was battling whom, who was winning, who was losing, as though he hoped that by doggedly ignoring the war it would return the favor

This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings.

YüreÄŸi çöküverdi, ta ayaklar?n?n dibine kadar.

A sadness came over me. Returning to Kabul was like running into an old, forgotten friend and seeing that life hadn't been good to him, that he'd become homeless and destitute.

I foresaw my life unfolding as an interminable stretch of nothingness and so I spent my years on Tinos floundering, feeling like a stand-in for myself, a proxy, as though my real self resided elsewhere, waiting to unite someday with this dimmer, more hollow self. I felt marooned. An exile in my own home

she had hang up knowing that for the rest of her life it would slam into her at random moments, the guilt, the terrible remorse, catching her off guard, and that she would ache to the bones with it. She would wrestle with this, now and for all days to come. It would be the dripping faucet at the back of her mind.

I rescued him from the certainty of a turmoil and put him in a turmoil of uncertainty.

Mariam wondered how so many women could suffer the same miserable luck, to have married, all of them, such dreadful men.

Exploitation to finance a beach house in Hawaii was one thing. Doing it to feed your kids was another.

I want to scream again, and I remember that last time I felt this way, riding with Baba in the tank of the fuel truck, buried in the dark with other refugees. I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my leg blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away. There will be no other reality tonight.

Zendagi migzara

It was Homaira and me against the world. And I'll tell you this, Amir jan: In the end, the world always wins. That's just the way of things.

Jika kau sudah hidup selama aku, kau akan mengerti bahwa kekejaman dan kemuliaan hanyalah nuansa yang berbeda dari warna yang sama.

if an avalanche buries you and you're lying there underneath all that snow, you can't tell which way is up or down. You want to dig yourself out but pick the wrong way, and you dig yourself to your own demise.

Kehidupannya yang diisi dengan kesetiaan tanpa pamrih melayang lepas dari tubuhnya seperti layang-layang tertiup angin yang sering kali dikejarnya.

Dan jika kau miskin, penderitaan menjadi mata uangmu.

That night, I waited until Baba fell asleep, and then folded a blanket. I used it as a prayer rug. Bowing my head to the ground, I recited half-forgotten verses from the Koran-verses the mullah had made us commit to memory in Kabul-and asked for kindness from a god I wasn't sure existed. I envied the mullah now, envied his faith and certainty.

A spectacularly foolish and baseless faith, against enormous odds, that a world you do not control will not take from you the one thing you cannot bear to lose.

Üzerinden çok uzun zaman geçti; ama geçmiÅŸ için söylenenler yanl??. Ben onun nas?l gömüleceÄŸini öÄŸrendim. Her ne kadar geçmiÅŸ pençeleriyle kendine bir ç?k?? yolu açmay? becerse de.

Laila sees something behind this young girl's eyes, something deep in her core, that neither Rasheed nor the Taliban will be able to break. something as hard and unyielding as a block of limestone. Something that, in the end, will be her undoing and Laila's salvation.

Ä°yi ÅŸeylerin hiçbiri bedava deÄŸildi.Sevgi bile.Her ÅŸeyin bedelini ödüyordum.Ve eÄŸer yoksulsan,elindeki tek nakit ,kah?r çekmekti.

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.