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"Sometimes Laila wondered why Mammy had fifty-fifty bothered having her. People, she believed at present, shouldn't be allowed to take new children if they'd already given abroad all their love to their sometime ones. Information technology wasn't fair."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Chiliad Splendid Suns

"دعيني أقل لك شيئًا: إن قلب الرجل خبيث خبيث، يامريم. ليس مثل رحم الأم. لا ينزف، ولا يتمدد ليفسح لك مكانًا"
― خالد حسيني, A Thousand First-class Suns

"Mariam is in Laila'due south own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Fantabulous Suns

"each snowflake was a sigh heaved by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. That all the sighs drifted up the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that roughshod silently on the people below."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"But Laila knew that her future was no match for her brothers' past. They had overshadowed her in life. They would obliterate her in death. Mammy was now the curator of their lives' museum and she, Laila, a mere visitor. A receptacle for their myths. The parchment on which Mammy meant to ink their legends."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"Every street of Kabul is enthralling to the eye
Through the bazaars, caravans of Arab republic of egypt laissez passer
I could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs
And the one thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls"
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"The two Buddhas were enormous, soaring much college than she had imagined from all the photos she'd seen of them. Chiseled into a sunday-bleached rock cliff, they peered down at them, every bit they had for nearly ii thousand years before, Laila imagined, at caravans crossing the valley on the Silk Route."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"[...] questa vita che ci impone di sopportare dolore dopo dolore anche quando abbiamo superato ogni soglia di sopportazione."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"Maryam kept her eyes to the ground, on her shadow, on her executioner's shadow trailing her.
Though there had been moments of dazzler in it, Mariam knew that life for most part had been unkind to her. Just as she walked the final 20 paces, she could non assist but wish for more of it. She wished she could see Laila again, wished to hear the clangour of her laugh,...
Mariam wished for and then much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes...
It was non regret any longer but a awareness of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this earth, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable ,regrettable accident. A weed!
And yet she was leaving the world as a adult female who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving information technology equally a friend ,a companion , a guardian, a female parent, a person of outcome at final. No. It was no so bad , Mariam thought , that she should die this way. Not so bad.
This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thou Splendid Suns

"that love was a damaging mistake, and its cohort, hope, a treacherous illusion"
― Khaled Hosseini, A One thousand Splendid Suns

"Сетила се како је Нана једном рекла да је свака пахуља уздах једне рањене жене негде у свету. Да сви уздаси лете у небо, скупљајући се у облацима, а онда се ломе у сићушне делиће који тихо падају доле на људе."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Yard Splendid Suns

"Laila ascoltava, sperando che la mamma si accorgesse che lei, Laila, non era diventata una shahid, che era viva, lì, nel letto accanto a lei, due east che come tutti nutriva una speranza per il proprio futuro. Ma Laila sapeva che il suo futuro non poteva competere con il passato dei fratelli. Le avevano fatto ombra da vivi, l'avrebbero cancellata da morti."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"There were times when, like a word on the tip of her tongue, Mariam's face eluded her. But now, in this place, it's easy to summon Mariam backside the lids of her optics."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Grand Excellent Suns

"از تمام دشواری هایی که آدم باید با آن روبرو شود ، هیچ چیز به اندازه عمل ساده انتظار کشیدن ، مجازات کننده نیست"
― خالد حسینی, A Thousand Excellent Suns

"The Bamiyan Valley below was carpeted past lush farming fields. Babi said they were green winter wheat and alfafa, potatoes as well... It was fall, and Laila could make out people in bright tunics on the roofs of mud brick dwellings laying out the harvest to dry... Beyond the village, beyond the river and the streams, Laila saw foothills, bare and dusty dark-brown, and, beyond those, as across everything else in Transitional islamic state of afghanistan, the snowcapped Hindu Kush.
The sky above all of this was an immaculate, spotless blueish.
"It's so placidity," Laila breathed...
"Information technology's what I e'er remember about being up here," Babi said, "The silence. The peace of it. I wanted you lot to experience it. But I also wanted y'all to run into your country'due south heritage, children, to learn of its rich past. You lot seem some things I tin can teach you lot. Some you lot tin can larn from books. But there are things that, well, you just accept to *see* and *experience*."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand First-class Suns

"Bố không thể tin rằng mình đang rời bỏ Kabul. Bố học ở đây, kiếm được công việc đầu tiên ở đây, trở thành một người bố ở thành phố này. Thật lạ lùng khi nghĩ đến chuyện chẳng bao lâu bố sẽ ngủ dưới một bầu trời thành phố khác."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Yard Splendid Suns

"Your mother, she used to be audacious then, and... so *alive*. She was just nearly the liveliest, happiest person I'd ever met." He smiled at the memory. "She had this express mirth. I swear it'due south why I married her, Laila, for that laugh. It bull-dozed yous. You stood no chance confronting it."
A wave of amore overcame Laila. From then on, she would always remember Babi this fashion: reminiscing about Mammy, with his elbows on the stone, hands cupping his chin, his pilus ruffled by the current of air, eyes crinkled against the sun."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"Tell your cloak-and-dagger to the air current, only don't blame it for telling the copse." Tariq"
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

"Laila learned that boys differed from girls in this regard. They didn't make a show of friendship. They felt no urge, no need, for this sort of talk ... Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance all-time enjoyed, not beheld straight."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Excellent Suns

"...ya no pensó en lamentarse, sino que se sintió invadida por una sensación de paz completa. Recordó las circunstancias de su nacimiento, como hija harami de una vulgar aldeana... Sin embargo abandonaba este mundo como una mujer que había amado y había sido correspondida. Lo abandonaba como amiga, compañera y protectora. Como madre... era el fin legitimo para una vida de origen ilegitimo..."
― Khaled Hosseini, A M Splendid Suns

"Laila sat on the edge of the stream, dipping her feet into the cool water. Overhead, mosquitos hummed and cottonwood seeds danced. A dragonfly whirred nearby, Laila watched its wings grab glints of sunlight as it buzzed from one blade of grass to another. They flashed regal, so green, orangish...
Laila thought again about Babi'south trivial dream. *Somewhere near the sea*."
― Khaled Hosseini, A G Splendid Suns

"There would come a twenty-four hours, in fact, years later on, when Laila would no longer bewail his loss. Or not as relentlessly; not near. In that location would come a day when the details of his confront would begin to skid from memory'due south grip, when overhearing a mother on the street call afterward her child past Tariq's proper name would no longer cutting her afloat. She would not miss him as she did now, when the ache of his absenteeism was her unremitting companion - like the phantom pain of an amputee.

Except every in one case in a long while, when Laila was a grown woman, ironing a shirt or pushing her children on a swing set, something trivial, maybe the warmth of a rug beneath her anxiety on a hot day or the curve of a stranger'south forehead, would fix off a memory of that afternoon together. And information technology would all come rushing back.

...

Information technology would flood her, steal her breath.

Just then information technology would pass. The moment would pass. Leaving her deflated, feeling nothing but a vague restlessness."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand First-class Suns

"يومًا بعد يوم، سوف يصبح استحضار ما مات منذ زمن، ونفض التراب عنه، وبعث الحياة فيه، أكثر إرهاقًا."
― Khaled Hosseini, ‫ألف شمس ساطعة‬

"الزواج يمكنه أن ينتظر، أما الدراسة فلا. أنت فتاة ذكية جدًّا جدًّا. يمكنك أن تكوني ما تشائين ياليلى. أعرف هذا. كما أعلاف أن أفغانستان، عندما تنتهي الحرب، سوف تحتاج إليك كما تحتاج إلى رجالها، وربما أكثر. لأن المجتمع لا يمكن أن ينجح مالم تكن نساؤه متعلمات يا ليلى. لا يمكن أن ينجح"
― خالد حسيني, A 1000 First-class Suns

"At that place is merely one, simply 1 skill a woman like y'all and me needs in life, and they don't teach it in school . . . Only one skill. And it'south this: tahamul. Suffer."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Yard Splendid Suns

"Learn this now and larn it well, my daughter: Like a compass needle that points noth, a man'southward accusing finger ever finds a woman."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Excellent Suns

"It wasn't so much the whistling [of the rockets] itself, Laila idea later on, but the seconds between the start of it and the impact. The brief and interminable fourth dimension of feeling suspended. The not knowing. The waiting. Like a defendant about to hear the verdict."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand First-class Suns

"...Esta en la risa de los pequeños, en los versos que recita Aziza y en las oraciones que musita cuando se inclina hacia occidente.Pero, sobre todo, se halla en el corazón de Laila, donde brilla con el esplendor de mil soles."
― Khaled Hosseini, A Yard Excellent Suns

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