- A thousand splendid suns

“’I’m sorry,’ Laila says, marveling at how every Afghan story is marked by death and loss and unimaginable grief. And yet, she sees, people find a way to survive, to go on.”

- Her fearful symmetry

“All the regrets and guilt’s and longing of her life came over her. No, she thought, I won’t go. But she was already gone, and in a moment she was elsewhere, scattered nothingness.”

- The kite runner

“Then his lips twisted, and, that time, I knew just what he was doing. He was smiling. Just as he had, emerging from his mother’s womb.
   The swelling subsided, and the wound healed with time. Soon, it was just a pink, jagged line running up from his lips. By the following winter, it was only a faint scar. Which was ironic. Because that was the winter that Hassan stopped smiling.”