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Writing fiction is the act of weaving a series of lies to arrive at a greater truth.

Khaled Hosseini

It’s tremendous what can happen when suddenly you make an emotional connection.
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Connection Emotional Tremendous
Some stories don’t need telling.
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Need One Liner Story Talk
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
I suspect the truth is that we are waiting, all of us, against insurmountable odds, for something extraordinary to happen to us.
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Extraordinary Truth Wait
All good things in life are fragile and easily lost.
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Easy Fragile Goodness Life Lost
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
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
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 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
Yet love can move people to act in unexpected ways and move them to overcome the most daunting obstacles with startling heroism.
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Act Expectation Hero Love People Way
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 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
Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly.
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Boy Direction Enjoyment Friendship See Sun Treat
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
Life just doesn’t care about our aspirations, or sadness. It’s often random, and it’s often stupid and it’s often completely unexpected, and the closures and the epiphanies and revelations we end up receiving from life, begrudgingly, rarely turn out to be the ones we thought.
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Aspiration Care Expectation Life Oneself Sad Stupidity
For courage, there must be something at stake. I come here with nothing to lose.
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Courage Loss Myself Strength

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