black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

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.

Khaled Hosseini

One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Count Herself Hide Love Moon Sun Wall Woman
You can not stop you from being who you are.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Be Yourself Stop
Writing fiction is the act of weaving a series of lies to arrive at a greater truth.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Fiction Greatness Lying Truth Writing
Perhaps this is just punishment for those who have been heartless, to understand only when nothing can be undone.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Action Deep Heart Punishment Understand
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.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Break Up Herself Himself Leaving Mystery Need Relationship Secret Silence Story Talk
A sudden happiness catches me unawares. I feel it trickling into me, and my eyes go liquid with gratitude and hope.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Eyes Feeling Gratitude Happiness Hope Tears Trick Water
I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Change Different Life Myself Open Talk
The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Bloom Fade Flower Live Spring
Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don’t have to say anything
KHALED HOSSEINI

Company Difference Silence Talk Word
Beauty is an enormous, unmerited gift given randomly, stupidly.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Beautiful Gift Stupidity
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.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Goodness Kindness Myself Old Person Regret Thinking
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.
KHALED HOSSEINI

End Novel Play Purpose Role Thinking Understand Writing
Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
KHALED HOSSEINI

God Himself Reason Sorrow
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.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Empty Night Place Reality Rise Summer Tears Throat
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.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Bone Cruelty Dreams Hope Learning Mad Skin World
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.
KHALED HOSSEINI

Bleed Heart Man Mom Room Yourself

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.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

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.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Khaled Hosseini Quotes