I’m so afraid. Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening… They only let you this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
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Khaled Hosseini
Khaled Hosseini (Persian: خالد حسینی‎‎ [ˈxɒled hoˈsejni]; /ˈhɑːlɛd hoʊˈseɪni/; born March 4, 1965) is an Afghan-born American novelist and physician. After graduating from college, he worked as a doctor in California, an occupation that he likened to "an arranged marriage." He has published three novels, most notably his 2003 debut The Kite Runner, all of which are at least partially set in Afghanistan and feature an Afghan as the protagonist. Following the success of The Kite Runner he retired from medicine to write full-time. Hosseini was born in Kabul, Afghanistan. His father worked as a diplomat, and when Hosseini was 11 years old, the family moved to France; four years later, they applied for asylum in the United States, where he later became a citizen. Hosseini did not return to Afghanistan until 2001 at the age of 36, where he "felt like a tourist in [his] own country". In interviews about the experience, he admitted to sometimes feeling survivor's guilt for having been able to leave the country before the Soviet invasion and subsequent wars. All three of his novels became bestsellers: The Kite Runner spent 101 weeks on The New York Times Best Seller list, four of them at number one. A Thousand Splendid Suns (2007) was a Times Best Seller for 103 weeks, 15 at number one. And the Mountains Echoed (2013) debuted near the top of the Times list and remained on it for 33 weeks until January 201
Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.
I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
It’s wrong to hurt even bad people. Because they don’t know any better, and because bad people sometimes become good.
A boy who won’t stand up for himself becomes a man who can’t stand up to anything.
Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don’t have to say anything.
It always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
I’m so afraid. Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening… They only let you this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.
I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.
I’m so afraid. Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening… They only let you this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.
Children aren’t coloring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favorite colors.
I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.
There was brotherhood between people who had fed from the same breast, a kinship that even time could not break.
It's wrong to hurt even bad people. Because they don't know any better, and because bad people sometimes become good.