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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.

Khaled Hosseini

The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.
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Bloom Fade Flower Live Spring
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
She was the trembler of knees, the spiller of teacups.
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Beautiful Herself Power Tea
All good things in life are fragile and easily lost.
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Easy Fragile Goodness Life Lost
It’s tremendous what can happen when suddenly you make an emotional connection.
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Connection Emotional Tremendous
Hills that stand soft and a sky that stands high and blue, and the sun setting behind a windmill, and always, always, hazy strings of mountains that fall and fall away on the horizon.
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Beautiful Earth Fall Nature Sky Soft Stand Sun View
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
In many parts of the world, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. But I think we need women to solve the problems that men create.
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Creation Fingers Man Oppression Problem Thinking Woman World
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
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
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
True redemption is when guilt leads to good.
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Goodness Guilty Leadership Transformation True
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
Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always.
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Fingers Man Oppression Woman
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
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
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Eyes People Soul Window

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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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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