leave me in peace, let me sleep one night at least without my pillow being wet with tears, my eyes burning and my head throbbing

For what was living with a man if it wasn't living inside his insanity?

Romance, like the rabbit at the dog track, is the elusive, fake, and never attained reward which, for the benefit and amusement of our masters, keeps us running and thinking in safe circles.

Dan akhirnya, pertanyaan yang selalu kembali padaku adalah: Bagaimana mungkin aku, dari semua orang lain, menghakimi seseorang atas masa lalu mereka?

Written By Khaled Hosseini

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