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Children aren’t coloring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favorite colors.

Khaled Hosseini

A sudden happiness catches me unawares. I feel it trickling into me, and my eyes go liquid with gratitude and hope.
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Eyes Feeling Gratitude Happiness Hope Tears Trick Water
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
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
He said that if culture is a house, then language was the key to the front door; to all the rooms inside. Without it, he said, you ended up wayward, without a proper home or a legitimate identity.
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Culture End Home Identity Key Language Legal Room Yourself
The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.
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Bloom Fade Flower Live Spring
All good things in life are fragile and easily lost.
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Easy Fragile Goodness Life Lost
Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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God Himself Reason Sorrow
It’s a funny thing… but people mostly have it backward. They think they live by what they want. But really, what guides them is what they’re afraid of. What they don’t want.
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Afraid Deep Funny Guide Live People Wisdom
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
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 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
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
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
It was the kind of love that, sooner or later, cornered you into a choice: either you tore free or you stayed and withstood its rigor even as it squeezed you into something smaller than yourself.
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Choice Freedom Kind Love Small Stay Yourself
Beauty is an enormous, unmerited gift given randomly, stupidly.
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Beautiful Gift Stupidity

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