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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.

Khaled Hosseini

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
But then it passed, as all things do.
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One Liner Pass Time Wisdom
The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.
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Bloom Fade Flower Live Spring
I should have been more kind. That is something a person will never regret. You will never say to yourself when you are old, Ah, I wish I was not good to that person. You will never think that.
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Goodness Kindness Myself Old Person Regret Thinking
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
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Eyes People Soul Window
Life just doesn’t care about our aspirations, or sadness. It’s often random, and it’s often stupid and it’s often completely unexpected, and the closures and the epiphanies and revelations we end up receiving from life, begrudgingly, rarely turn out to be the ones we thought.
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Aspiration Care Expectation Life Oneself Sad Stupidity
You see, some things I can teach you. Some you learn from books. But there are things that, well, you have to see and feel.
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Books Feeling Learning See Teaching Yourself
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.
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Bleed Heart Man Mom Room Yourself
I learned that the world didn’t see the inside of you, that it didn’t care a whit about the hopes and dreams, and sorrows, that lay masked by skin and bone. It was as simple, as absurd, and as cruel as that.
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Bone Cruelty Dreams Hope Learning Mad Skin World
Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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God Himself Reason Sorrow
It was the kind of love that, sooner or later, cornered you into a choice: either you tore free or you stayed and withstood its rigor even as it squeezed you into something smaller than yourself.
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Choice Freedom Kind Love Small Stay Yourself
Some stories don’t need telling.
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Need One Liner Story Talk
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
Everyone is an ocean inside. Every individual walking the street. Everyone is a universe of thoughts, and insights, and feelings. But every person is crippled in his or her own way by our inability to truly present ourselves to the world.
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Ability Feeling Ocean Ourselves Path Person Present Thinking True Universe Walk 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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Brave Country Ourselves Pretty Ruin Story Strength
I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.
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Empty Night Place Reality Rise Summer Tears Throat

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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