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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.

Khaled Hosseini

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
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
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
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
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Meaning People Talk Thinking Worth
Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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God Himself Reason Sorrow
Time can be a greedy thing-sometimes it steals the details for itself.
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Detail Greedy Theft Time
I have lived a long time, and one thing I have come to see is that one is well served by a degree of both humility and charity when judging the inner workings of another person’s heart.
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Charity Heart Humility Judgement Live Person See Time Well
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
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
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
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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Count Herself Hide Love Moon Sun Wall Woman
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
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
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
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
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
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Eyes People Soul Window

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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