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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.

Khaled Hosseini

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
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
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Eyes People Soul Window
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
It may be unfair, but what happens in a few days, sometimes even a single day, can change the course of a whole lifetime.
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Change Fair Life Time Wrong
She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy, Dr. Rasul. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
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Afraid Deep Happiness Loss Preparation Wisdom 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
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
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
Of all the hardships a person had to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
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Act Face Hard Person Punishment Simplicity Wait
There is a way to be good again.
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Again Goodness One Liner Way
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.
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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.
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Bleed Heart Man Mom Room Yourself
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
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
There was so much goodness in my life. So much happiness. I wondered whether I deserved any of it.
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Deserve Goodness Happiness Life Myself
Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don’t have to say anything
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Company Difference Silence Talk Word

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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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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