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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.

Khaled Hosseini

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
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
Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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God Himself Reason Sorrow
It always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.
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Hurt Lose Place Wisdom
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
The experience of writing ‘The Kite Runner’ is one I will always think back on with fondness. There is an energy, a romance in writing the first novel that can never be duplicated again.
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Book Energy Experience Novel Romance Thinking Writing
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 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
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
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Eyes People Soul Window
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
I’m gladly doing my own thing for the time being.
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Happiness Love Myself Time
Some stories don’t need telling.
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Need One Liner Story Talk
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
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
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’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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Bury Lying Reading Wrong Yourself

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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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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