Then I think of all the tricks, all the minutes all the hours and days and weeks and months and years waiting for me. All of it without them. And I can't breathe then, like someone's stepping on my heart, Laila. So weak I just want to collapse somewhere.
Khaled HosseiniWhen you have lived as long as I have, the div replied, you find that cruelty and benevolence are but shades of the same color.
Khaled Hosseini