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.

cruelty and benevolence are but shades of the same colour.

A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer.

In many parts of the world, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. But I think we need women to solve the problems that men create.

When I go to Afghanistan, I realize I've been spared, due to a random genetic lottery, by being born to people who had the means to get out. Every time I go to Afghanistan I am haunted by that.

I have very fond memories of my childhood in Afghanistan, largely because my memories, unlike those of the current generation of Afghans, are untainted by the spectre of war, landmines, and famine.

In early 1999, I was watching TV, when I came across a story on Afghanistan. It was a story about the Taliban and the restrictions they were imposing on the Afghan people, most notably women. At some point in the story, there was a casual reference to them having banned the game of kite fighting. This detail struck a personal chord with me, as I had grown up in Kabul flying kite with my friends.