One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.

There was so much goodness in my life. So much happiness. I wondered whether I deserved any of it.

Time can be a greedy thing-sometimes it steals the details for itself.

she held her breath, and in her head, counted seconds. She pretended that for each second she didn’t breathe, God would grant her another day

There is only one sin. and that is theft... when you tell a lie, you steal someones right to the truth.

And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.

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