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Khaled Hosseini
By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Writing for me is largely about rewriting.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

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.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

All my life, I'd been around men. That night, I discovered the tenderness of a woman.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Educate yourself, learn about what refugees face when they don't have homes, after they have lost everything.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

My family left Afghanistan in 1976, well before the Communist coup and the Soviet invasion. We certainly thought we would be going back. But when we saw those Soviet tanks rolling into Afghanistan, the prospect for return looked very dim. Few of us, I have to say, envisioned that nearly a quarter century of bloodletting would follow.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

She would grab whatever she could -a look , a whisper , a moan - to salvage from perishing , to perserve. But time is most unforgivving of fires , and she couldn't , in the end , save it all .

By Anonym 18 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

soon after we arrived in the U.S., Baba started grumbling about American flies. He'd sit at the kitchen table with his flyswatter, watch the flies darting from wall to wall, buzzing here, buzzing there, harried and rushed. "In this country, even flies are pressed for time," he'd groan.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I don't outline at all; I don't find it useful, and I don't like the way it boxes me in. I like the element of surprise and spontaneity, of letting the story find its own way.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Hasan's face changed. Maybe not changed, not really,but suddenly I had the feeling i was looking at two faces, the one I knew, the one that was my first memory, and another, a second face, this one lurking just beneath the surface. I'd seen it happen before- it always shook me a little. It just appeared, this other face, for a fraction of a moment, long enough to leave me with the unsettling feeling that maybe I'd seen it someplace before. Then Hasan blinked and it was just him again. Just Hasan,

By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

When I was in Afghanistan in 2007, I went from village to village where refugees had returned, and they were living out in the open under tents, sometimes completely exposed to the environment. And they were homeless, which meant they would lose children in the winter to the cold and in the summers in the extreme heat. It's extremely humiliating for them to be homeless, culturally it's very shameful.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Tuhan telah menganugerahkan bakat istimewa kepadamu. Tugasmu saat ini adalah mengasah bakatmu karena orang yang menyia-nyiakan bakat pemberian Tuhan sama saja dengan seekor keledai.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

... I have dreams of you too, Mariam jo. I miss you. I miss the sound of your voice, your laughter. I miss reading to you, and all those times we fished together. Do you remember all those times we fished together? You were a good daughter, Mariam jo, and I cannot ever think of you without feeling shame and regret. Regret… When it comes to you, Mariam jo, I have oceans of it. I regret that I did not see you the day you came to Herat. I regret that I did not open the door and take you in. I regret that I did not make you a daughter to me, that I let you live in that place for all those years. And for what? Fear of losing face? Of staining my so-called good name? How little those things matter to me now after all the loss, all the terrible things I have seen in this cursed war. But now, of course, it is too late. Perhaps that is just punishment for those who have been heartless, to understand only when nothing can be undone. Now all I can do is say that you were a good daughter, Mariam jo, and that I never deserved you. Now all I can do is ask for your forgiveness. So forgive me, Mariam jo. Forgive me, forgive me. Forgive me...

By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

The short of it is, as an aspiring writer, there is nothing as damaging to your credibility as saying that you don't like to read.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Though there had been moments of beauty in it Mariam knew that life for most part had been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it. She wished she could see Laila again, wished to hear the clangor of her laugh, to sit with her once more for a pot of chai and leftover halwa under a starlit sky. She mourned that she would never see Aziza grow up, would not see the beautiful young woman that she would one day become, would not get to paint her hands with henna and toss noqul candy at her wedding. She would never play with Aziza's children. She would have liked that very much , to be old and play with Aziza's children. Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, 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 woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad , Mariam thought, that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Afghanistan adalah negeri milik bangsa Pashtun. Dari dulu begitu, dan akan selalu begitu. Kita adalah orang-orang Afgan sejati, orang-orang Afgan murni, tidak seperti si Pesek ini. Kaumnya mengotori tanah air kita, watan kita. Mereka mengotori darah kita. Aku bilang Afghanistan untuk bangsa Pashtun. Itulah pandanganku. Hitler sudah terlambat. Tapi kita belum - Assef

By Anonym 18 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Pria sejati tidak membaca puisi dan tentu saja mereka tidak pernah menulisnya! Pria sejati, anak laki-laki sejati bermain sepak bola.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Don't be afraid to tell the truth. It's better to hurt someone by truth than to make them happy by lies.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Pembelaan diri tidak ada hubungannya dengan kekejaman.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Dan inilah yang aku inginkan untuk kau pahami bahwa kebaikan, kebaikan yang nyata, muncul akibat rasa bersalah.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Aku tidak ingat lagi dari mana kenangan itu berasal, baik bulan maupun tahunnya. Yang kutahu, kenangan itu tersimpan dalam jiwaku, indahnya serpihan masa lalu yang terbungkus rapi, sapuan warna cerah di atas kanvas kelabu kosong yang menyelimuti kehidupan kami.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

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.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I was good at being a doctor; my patients liked me. At times people trust you with things they wouldn't tell their spouses. It was a real privilege.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I found a sad little fairy Beneath the shade of a paper tree. I know a sad little fairy Who was blown away by the wind one night.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Setiap wanita membutuhkan seorang suami. Meskipun sang suami menjadikan lagu dalam dirinya berhenti mengalun.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

It so happens that the major relationships in the novel [The Kite Runner] are between men, dictated not by any sort of prejudice or discomfort with female characters, but rather by the demands of the narrative.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Mostly, though, I dream of good things...I dream that flowers will bloom in the streets..again and music will play in the...houses and kites will fly in the skies.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I will say that there is an inordinate amount of medicine in my novels, especially the first one. There are a lot of medical things that happen. A hip fracture, three different kinds of lung cancer, pneumonia, blood poisoning, and so on.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Seorang anak laki-laki yang tak mampu membela dirinya sendiri akan tumbuh menjadi pria yang tak mampu menghadapi masalah apapun.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I wish you remembered Homs as I do, Marwan.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

With snow came the kites, once the rulers of Kabul's winter skies, now timid trespassers in territory claimed by streaking rockets and fighter jets.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

In March of 2001, I revisited the short story, and found that thought it did not work well as a short story, it might work much better as a longer one. The novel [The Kite Runner] came about as an expansion of that original, unpublished short story.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Aku telah pergi cukup lama untuk melupakan dan dilupakan.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far. Someplace with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

She wished she could visit Mariam's grave, to sit with her awhile, leave a flower or two. But she sees now that it doesn't matter. Mariam is never very far.... Mariam is in her own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Sebenarnya aku berusaha menjadi pengecut karena pilihan lainnya, alasan sebenarnya aku melarikan diri, adalah karena Assef mengatakan kebenaran: Tak ada yang gratis di dunia ini.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

It would be an existence rife with difficulties... but of a pleasurable kind, difficulties they could take pride in, possess, value, as one would a family heirloom.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Attention shifted to him like sunflowers turning to the sun.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I thought about you all the time. I used to pray that you’d live to be a hundred years old. I didn’t know. I didn’t know that you were ashamed of me.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Maybe this was my punishment, and perhaps justly so. 'It wasn't meant to be', Khala Jamila had said. Or, maybe, it was meant not to be.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

It's the whistling," Laila said to Tariq, "the damn whistling, I hate more than anything" Tariq nodded knowingly. It wasn't so much the whistling itself, Laila thought later, but the seconds between the start of it and impact. The brief and interminable time of feeling suspended. The not knowing. The waiting. Like a defendant about to hear the verdict. Often it happened at dinner, when she and Babi were at the table. When it started, their heads snapped up. They listened to the whistling, forks in mid-air, unchewed food in their mouths. Laila saw the reflection of their half-lit faces in the pitch-black window, their shadows unmoving on the wall. The whistling. Then the blast, blissfully elsewhere, followed by an expulsion of breath and the knowledge that they had been spared for now while somewhere else, amid cries and choking clouds of smoke, there was a scrambling, a barehanded frenzy of digging, of pulling from the debris, what remained of a sister, a brother, a grandchild. But the flip side of being spared was the agony of wondering who hadn't. After every rocket blast, Laila raced to the street, stammering a prayer, certain that, this time, surely this time, it was Tariq they would find buried beneath the rubble and smoke. At night, Laila lay in bed and watched the sudden white flashes reflected in her window. She listened to the rattling of automatic gunfire and counted the rockets whining overhead as the house shook and flakes of plaster rained down on her from the ceiling. Some nights, when the light of rocket fire was so bright a person could read a book by it, sleep never came. And, if it did, Laila's dreams were suffused with fire and detached limbs and the moaning of the wounded. Morning brought no relief. The muezzin's call for namaz rang out, and the Mujahideen set down their guns, faced west, and prayed. Then the rugs were folded, the guns loaded, and the mountains fired on Kabul, and Kabul fired back at the mountains, as Laila and the rest of the city watched as helpless as old Santiago watching the sharks take bites out of his prize fish.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Was there happiness at the end [of the movie], they wanted to know. If someone were to ask me today whether the story of Hassan, Sohrab, and me ends with happiness, I wouldn't know what to say. Does anybody's? After all, life is not a Hindi movie. Zendagi migzara, Afghans like to say: Life goes on, undmindful of beginning, en, kamyab, nah-kam, crisis or catharsis, moving forward like a slow, dusty caravan of kochis.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Now, especially in public places, you always have that unease. When the children were cast, if I thought that they might be victims of violence because of participating in this movie, we would have chosen children from outside this country.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I also felt The Kite Runner was a story that would lend itself well to a visual retelling in a graphic novel.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

It's hard when you make a film from a book that so many people love, because there's no way to get the entire story into a two-hour movie. But I was pleased with the reaction [for Kite Runner].

By Anonym 13 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I loved him in that moment, loved him more than I'd ever loved anyone, and I wanted to to tell them all that I was the snake in the grass, the monster in the lake. I wasn't worthy of this sacrifice; I was a liar, a cheat, a thief. And I would have told, except that a part of me was glad. Glad that this would all be over with soon. Baba would dismiss them, there would be some pain, but life would move on. I wanted that, to move on, to forget, to start with a clean slate. I wanted to be able to breathe again.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

I have heard it said we are the uninvited. We are the unwelcome. We should take our misfortune elsewhere. But I hear your mother's voice, over the tide. and she whispers in my ear, "Oh, but if they saw, my darling. Even half of what you have. If only they saw. They would say kinder things, surely.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

No one has to know. No one would. It would be her secret, one she would share with the mountains only. The question is whether it is a secret she can live with, and Parwana thinks she knows the answer. She has lived with secrets all her life.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Khaled Hosseini

Sang div menggeram dan mengetuk-ngetuk dagu. "Aku pernah mengambil banyak anak dari banyak ayh," katanya.