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Years later, I learned an English word for the creature that Assef was, a word for which a good Farsi equivalent does not exist: sociopath.

Khaled Hosseini

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
Some stories don’t need telling.
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Need One Liner Story Talk
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
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
Years later, I learned an English word for the creature that Assef was, a word for which a good Farsi equivalent does not exist: sociopath.
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English Existence Learning Word
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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Attention Flower Pathetic See View Water
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
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
Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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God Himself Reason Sorrow
Writing fiction is the act of weaving a series of lies to arrive at a greater truth.
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Fiction Greatness Lying Truth Writing
And every day I thank [God] that I am alive, not because I fear death, but because my wife has a husband and my son is not an orphan.
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Alive Deep Family God Gratitude Husband Myself Son Thankful Wife
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
But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.
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Charm Deep Thinking Time Wisdom 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
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
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Eyes People Soul Window
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

Years later, I learned an English word for the creature that Assef was, a word for which a good Farsi equivalent does not exist: sociopath.

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Years later, I learned an English word for the creature that Assef was, a word for which a good Farsi equivalent does not exist: sociopath.

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