Khaled Hosseini
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Khaled Hosseini
Khaled Hosseiniis an Afghan-born American novelist and physician. After graduating from college, he worked as a doctor in California, an occupation that he likened to "an arranged marriage". He has published three novels, most notably his 2003 debut The Kite Runner, all of which are at least partially set in Afghanistan and feature an Afghan as the protagonist. Following the success of The Kite Runner he retired from medicine to write full-time...
NationalityAfghani
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth4 March 1965
CityKabul, Afghanistan
I also felt The Kite Runner was a story that would lend itself well to a visual retelling in a graphic novel.
You have these crops of poppies that supply something like 90% of the heroin sold in Europe and actually represents more than half of the Afghanistan's GDP.
I think that to fully appreciate baseball, it helps to have been born in the U.S.
There was so much goodness in my life. So much happiness. I wondered whether I deserved any of it.
Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don't have to say anything
You can not stop you from being who you are.
She was the trembler of knees, the spiller of teacups.
She is furious with herself for her own stupidity. Opening herself up like this, voluntarily, to a lifetime of worry and anguish. It was madness. Sheer lunacy. A spectacularly foolish and baseless faith, against enormous odds, that a world you do not control will not take from you the one thing you cannot bear to lose. Faith that the world will not destroy you.
cruelty and benevolence are but shades of the same colour.
I’ll die if you go. The Jinn will come, and I’ll have one of my fits. You’ll see, I’ll swallow my tongue and die. Don’t leave me, Mariam jo. Please stay. I’ll die if you go.
Zindagi migzara (life goes on)
He knew I'd seen everything in that alley, that I'd stood there and done nothing. He knew that I'd betrayed him and yet he was rescuing me once again, maybe for the last time.
It is now your duty to hone that talent, because a person who wastes his God-given talents is a donkey.
Kabul was very popular with the hippies in the Sixties and Seventies. It was very quiet and peaceful.