Khaled Hosseini: Frasi in inglese (pagina 5)

“Human behavior is messy and unpredictable and unconcerned with convenient symmetries.”

“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.”

“I have lived a long time, and one thing I have come to see is that one is well served by a degree of both humility and charity when judging the inner workings of another person's heart”

“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.”

“Yes, hope is a strange thing. Peace at last. But at what price?”

“Blood is a powerful thing”

“At last, she makes her choice. She turns around, drops her head, and walks toward a horizon she cannot see. After that, she does not look back anymore. She knows that if she does, she will weaken.”

“I brought Hassan’s son from Afghanistan to America, lifting him from the certainty of turmoil and dropping him in a turmoil of uncertainty”

“He knew I'd seen everything in that alley, that I'd stood there and done nothing. He knew that I'd betrayed him and yet he was rescuing me once again, maybe for the last time.”

“I wished I could be alone in my room, with my books, away from these people.”

“It turned out that, like Satan, cancer had many names.”

“i want to give up my bearings, slip out of who i am, shed everything, the way a snake discards old skin.”

“As far as I know, he never asked where she had been or why she had left and she never told. I guess some stories do not need telling.”

“Gone.
Vanished.
Nothing left.
Nothing said.”

“A part of me was hoping someone would wake up and hear, so I wouldn't have to live with this lie anymore. But no one woke up and in the silence that followed, I understood the nature of my new curse: I was going to get away with it.”

“Laila: Tell your secrets to the wind but don't blame it for telling the trees.”

“It is now your duty to hone that talent, because a person who wastes his God-given talents is a donkey.”

“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.”

“She thought of Aziza's stutter, and of what Aziza had said earlier about fractures and powerful collisions deep down and how sometimes all we see on the surface is a slight tremor.”