If my book generates any sort of dialogue among Afghans, then I think it will have done a service to the community.

I will follow you to the ends of the world.

People say that eyes are windows to the soul.

He had the blue kite in his hands; that was the first thing I saw. And I can't lie now and say my eyes didn't scan it for any rips.

Give sustenance, Allah. Give sustenance to me.

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.

You don't order someone to polish your shoes one day and call them 'sister' the next.