People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
KHALED HOSSEINIBeauty is an enormous, unmerited gift given randomly, stupidly.
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But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.
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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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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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In many parts of the world, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. But I think we need women to solve the problems that men create.
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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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But then it passed, as all things do.
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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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Her impulse, her need, to be the corrector of injustices, warden of the downtrodden flock.
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Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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Whether you do something or decide to do nothing, either way, you are making a moral choice. And I hope people make the right one.
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Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly.
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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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Hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon.
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Children aren’t coloring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favorite colors.
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And suddenly, just like that, hope became knowledge. I was going to win. It was just a matter of when.
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There was so much goodness in my life. So much happiness. I wondered whether I deserved any of it.
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Of all the hardships a person had to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
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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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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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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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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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But it is important to know this, to know your roots. To know where you started as a person. If not, your own life seems unreal to you. Like a puzzle. Vous comprenez? Like you have missed the beginning of a story and now you are in the middle of it, trying to understand.
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But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.
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I’ve read that if an avalanche buries you and you’re lying there underneath all that snow, you can’t tell which way is up or down. You want to dig yourself out but pick the wrong way, and you dig yourself to your own demise.
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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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A pathetic shadow, torn between her envy and thrill of being seen with Masomma, sharing in the attention as a weed would, lapping up water meant for the lily upstream.
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