Quotes About Reflection

And despite the eyeliner, and the lipstick that defines her lips, she has a face now that a passerby's gaze will engage and then bounce from, as it would a street sign or a mailbox number. ...this is what aging is...

But for a moment, standing there with Tariq in the sunlight, it was as though those years had never happened. Her parents deaths, her marriage to Rasheed, the killings, the rockets, the Taliban, the beatings, the hunger, even her children, all of it seemed like a dream, a bizarre detour, a mere interlude between that last afternoon together and this moment.

Mendimet me arratisen instiktivisht drejt teje.

They say, Find a purpose in your life and live it. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognize your life had a purpose, and likely one you never had in mind. And now that I had fulfilled mine, I felt aimless and adrift.

December 2001 I became what I am today at the age of twelve, on a frigid overcast day in the winter of 1975. I remember the precise moment, crouching behind a crumbling mud wall, peeking into the alley near the frozen creek. That was a long time ago, but it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years.

This is what aging is...these random unkind moments that catch you when you least expect them.

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.

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.

Baba Ayub didn't understand. Just as he didn't understand why a wave of something, something like the tail end of a sad dream, always swept through him whenever he heard the jingling, surprising him each time like an unexpected gust of wind. But then it passed, as all things do. It passed.

Ahora era libre de hacer lo que quisiera, pero esa libertad se me antojaba ilusoria, pues me habían arrebatado aquello que más deseaba. Se supone que debemos trazarnos una meta en la vida y vivirla. Pero a veces, sólo después de haber vivido se percata uno de que su vida tenía una meta, una que seguramente nunca se le había pasado por la cabeza. Y ahora que yo había alcanzado mi meta me sentía perdido y sin rumbo.

Waktu yang singkat namun merayap lambat

LAILA WOULD REMEMBER the muted ceremony in bits and fragments. The cream-colored stripes of Rasheed's suit. The sharp smell of his hair spray. The small shaving nick just above his Adam's apple. The rough pads of his tobacco-stained fingers when he slid the ring on her. The pen. Its not working. The search for a new pen. The contract. The signing, his sure-handed, hers quavering. The prayers. Noticing, in the mirror, that Rasheed had trimmed his eyebrows.

Infilai la foto dove l'avevo trovata. Mi resi conto che quei pensieri non mi avevano ferito. Chiudendo la porta della stanza mi chiesi se quello fosse il modo in cui sboccia il perdono, non con le fanfare di una epifania, ma con il dolore che, nel cuore della notte, fa i bagagli e si allontana senza nemmeno avvisare.

Dan akhirnya, pertanyaan yang selalu kembali padaku adalah: Bagaimana mungkin aku, dari semua orang lain, menghakimi seseorang atas masa lalu mereka?

Her eyes traced the sleek shape of the table's legs, the sinuous curves of its corners, the gleam of its reflective, dark brown surface. She noticed that every time she breathed out, the surface fogged, and she disappeared from her father's table.

Though there had been moments of beauty in it, Mariam knew that life for the most part had been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it.

So much had happened since those childhood days, so much that needed to be said. But that first night the enormity of it all stole the words from her. 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.

YaÅŸam?nda bir amaç bul ve ona göre yaÅŸa, derler. Ama bazen, ancak yaÅŸay?p bitirdikten sonra yaÅŸam?n?n bir amac? olduÄŸunu fark edersin, bu da genellikle hiç akl?nda olmayan bir amaçt?r.

Forse, capire quando non si può più cambiare nulla è la giusta punizione per chi è stato spietato.

Me ardía la cara. Ahí estaba de nuevo mi pasado; mi pasado era así, siempre volvía a aparecer. Su nombre surgía desde lo más profundo de mi ser, pero no quería pronunciarlo por temor a que se materializara.

Sad sam bio slobodan da radim što mi je volja, ali sloboda mi je bila besmislena, jer sam ostao bez onog što sam najviše želio. Kažu, prona?i smisao u životu i proživi ga. Ali, ponekad, shvatiš da ti je život imao smisao tek kad ga proživiš, i to najvjerojatnije onaj koga nisi bio ni svjestan.

Tetapi, kupikir, alasan terbesar mengapa aku tidak memedulikan masa lalu Soraya adalah karena aku memiliki masa laluku sendiri. Aku tahu segalanya tentang penyesalan.

Closing Sohrab's door, I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.

But it is important to know this, to know your roots. To know where you started as a person. If not, your own life seems unreal to you. Like a puzzle.