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Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always.

Khaled Hosseini

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
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.
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Count Herself Hide Love Moon Sun Wall Woman
Beauty is an enormous, unmerited gift given randomly, stupidly.
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Beautiful Gift Stupidity
Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.
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Life Peace Quiet Silence Tranquility
I think novelists, when they write their books, end up having occasionally serving a purpose and playing roles that they never really fully either intended or even understood.
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End Novel Play Purpose Role Thinking Understand Writing
It’s tremendous what can happen when suddenly you make an emotional connection.
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Connection Emotional Tremendous
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
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
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
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
There is a way to be good again.
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Again Goodness One Liner Way
But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.
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Charm Deep Thinking Time Wisdom Yourself
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
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
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Meaning People Talk Thinking Worth
You can not stop you from being who you are.
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Be Yourself Stop
You’re gutless. It’s how you were made. And that’s not such a bad thing because your saving grace is that you’ve never lied to yourself about it. Not about that. Nothing wrong with cowardice as long as it comes with prudence. But when a coward stops remembering who he is God help him.
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Bad Coward God Grace Help Lying Remember Save Wrong Yourself

Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always.

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