Though there had been moments of beauty in it, Mariam knew that life for most part has been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it.
Khaled HosseiniAll stories I write are compulsive. Anything Iโve ever written was because I donโt have a choice. I write stories because I canโt wait to tell it, I canโt wait to see how it ends.
Khaled HosseiniYou changed the subject." "From what?" "The empty-headed girls who think you're sexy." "You know." "Know what?" "That I only have eyes for you." Laila swooned inside. She tried to read his face but was met by a look that was indecipherable: the cheerful, cretinous grin at odds with the narrow, half desperate look in his eyes. A clever look, calculated to fall precisely at the midpoint between mockery and sincerity
Khaled Hosseini