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Слушай сега, независимо на какво те учи моллата, има само един грях. И това е кражбата. Всеки друг грях е вариант на кражбата.-Когато убиеш човек, открадваш му живота. Открадваш на жена му правото да...
About clichés. Avoid them like the plague.
When you have lived as long as I have, the div replied, you find that cruelty and benevolence are but shades of the same color.
Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, she had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which sometimes played old Pashto songs were played, time stretched and c...
Takes a donkey to know a donkey.
She is furious with herself for her own stupidity. Opening herself up like this, voluntarily, to a lifetime of worry and anguish. It was madness. Sheer lunacy. A spectacularly foolish and baseless fai...
Marriage can wait. Education cannot...Because a society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated, Laila. No chance.
Mariam saw now the sacrifices a mother made. Decency was but one.
Kažu pronađi svrhu u životu i ostvari je. Ali katkad, tek nakon što ga proživiš, uvidiš da je život imao svrhu, lako moguće onu o kojoj nisi nikad ni razmišljao.
I see the creative process as a necessarily thievish undertaking. Dig beneath a beautiful piece of writing..and you will find all manner of dishonor. Creating means vandalizing the lives of other peop...
I sat against one of the house’s clay walls. The kinship I felt suddenly for the old land... it surprised me. I’d been gone long enough to forget and be forgotten. I had a home in a land that might as...
I know that in the end, God will forgive me. He will forgive your father, me, and you too. I hope you can do the same. Forgive your father if you can. Forgive me if you wish. But most important, forgi...
I am indebted to the following colleagues for their advice, assistance, or support: Dr. Alfred Lerner, Dori Vakis, Robin Heck, Dr. Todd Dray, Dr. Robert Tull, and Dr. Sandy Chun. Thanks also to Lynett...
El corazón de un hombre es miserable. No es como el vientre de una madre. No sangra, ni se ensancha para hacerte sitio.
And so it was that, about a week later, we crossed a strip of warm, black tarmac and I brought Hassan's son from Afghanistan to America, lifting him from the certainty of turmoil and dropping him in a...
A man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you.
My books are about ordinary people, like you, me, people on the street, people who really have an expectation of reasonable happiness in life, want their life to have a sense of security and predictab...
She passed these years in a distant corner of her mind. A dry, barren field, out beyond wish and lament, beyond dream and disillusionment. There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this...