Could unsheathe from her arsenal a mockingly grave way of talking about things she found either portentous or frivolous. She could shrink your aspirations before your very eyes.
All the hardships a person had to face none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
You will never say to yourself when you are old, Ah, I wish I was not good to that person.
You are lucky. How so? To know where you came from. I guess I never gave it much thought.: Bah, of course not. But it is important to know this, to know your roots. To know where you started as a pers...
Where I come from, one wrong look, one improper word, and blood is spilled. Where I come from, a woman's face is her husband's business only.
What was I supposed to be, growing in your womb -- assuming it was even in our womb that I was conceived? A seed of hope? A ticket purchased to ferry you from the dark? A patch for that hole you carri...
What I have in ample supply here is children who’ve lost their childhood. But the tragedy is that these are the lucky ones.
Was there happiness at the end [of the movie], they wanted to know.If someone were to ask me today whether the story of Hassan, Sohrab, and me ends with happiness, I wouldn't know what to say. Does an...
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Though there were moments of beauty, Mariam knew for the most part that life had been unkind to her.
Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, Laila had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which Tariq's father sometimes played old Pashto songs, time stretched...
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.
They feel wronged. they haven't been given their due. No one loved them enough. Of course they expect you to love them. They want to be held, rocked, reassured. But it's a mistake to give it to them....
There will be no floating waway. There will be no other reality tonight.
There is only one sin , only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft
Then I think of all the tricks, all the minutes all the hours and days and weeks and months and years waiting for me. All of it without them. And I can't breathe then, like someone's stepping on my he...
The truth was no. The lie was yes. I settled for something in between. I don't know.
The kinship I felt suddenly for the old land . . . it surprised me . . . I thought I had forgotten about this land. But I hadn’t. . . . Maybe Afghanistan hadn’t forgotten me either.
The cities, the roads, the countryside, the people I meet - they all begin to blur. I tell myself I am searching for something. But more and more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something t...
Sólo te permiten ser así de feliz cuando están preparándose para llevarse algo de ti.