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And that, is the story of our country, one invasion after another Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we’re like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at, but still standing.

Khaled Hosseini

All good things in life are fragile and easily lost.
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Easy Fragile Goodness Life Lost
As far as I know, he never asked where she had been or why she had left and she never told. I guess some stories do not need telling.
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Break Up Herself Himself Leaving Mystery Need Relationship Secret Silence Story Talk
Children aren’t coloring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favorite colors.
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Book Children Color Deep Parents Teaching Yourself
At last, she makes her choice. She turns around, drops her head, and walks toward a horizon she cannot see. After that, she does not look back anymore. She knows that if she does, she will weaken.
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Choice Herself See Travel Walk Weakness
A boy who won’t stand up for himself becomes a man who can’t stand up to anything.
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Brave Courage Coward Man Stand Strength Voice
I finally had what I’d wanted all those years. Except now that I had it, i felt as empty as this unkempt pool I was dangling my legs into.
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Empty Gratitude Legs Loss Missing Myself
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.
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Bury Deep Learning Past Wrong
Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don’t have to say anything
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Company Difference Silence Talk Word
He said that if culture is a house, then language was the key to the front door; to all the rooms inside. Without it, he said, you ended up wayward, without a proper home or a legitimate identity.
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Culture End Home Identity Key Language Legal Room Yourself
A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer.
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Goodness Heart Man Soul Suffering
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.
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Forgiveness Myself Night Pain Wonderful
True redemption is when guilt leads to good.
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Goodness Guilty Leadership Transformation True
I laughed. Partly at the joke, partly at how Afghan humor never changed. Wars were waged, the Internet was invented, and a robot had rolled on the surface of Mars, and in Afghanistan we were still telling Mullah Nasruddin jokes.
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Change Improvement Internet Invention Joke Laughter Old War
Nothing good came free. Even love. You paid for all things. And if you were poor, suffering was your currency.
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Freedom Goodness Love Money Poor Price Suffering Yourself
A story is like a moving train: no matter where you hop onboard, you are bound to reach your destination sooner or later.
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Destination Reach Story Train Yourself
The problem, of course, was that [he] saw the world in black and white. And he got to decide what was black and what was white. You can’t love a person who lives that way without fearing him too. Maybe even hating him a little.
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Black Decision Fear Hate Himself Live Love Person Problem See White World

And that, is the story of our country, one invasion after another Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we’re like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at, but still standing.

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And that, is the story of our country, one invasion after another Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we’re like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at, but still standing.

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