Khaled Hosseini Quotes

An empty shell. Those were the first words that sprang to mind. .... Something incredibly important - .. - had disappeared from Miu for good. Leaving behind not life, but its absence

Strange: how when a light is extinguished, it's immediately as if it has never been. Darkness fills in again, complete.

What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?

When I disappear, I will disappear; there'll be nothing left.

All that remains is was.

It Will Be As If I Never Existed

When they're gone out of his head, these words, they'll be gone, everywhere, forever. As if they had never been.

There was no Lo to behold.

In the beginning, there was silence. And out of the silence came the sound. The sound is not here.

But to me nothing - the negative, the empty - is exceedingly powerful.

So much of my work has been about disappearing.

The more he looked inside the more Piglet wasn't there.

For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

Nothing is as eloquent as nothing.

To open the dictionary of the Beyond and discover what one suspected, that the only word in it is nothing.

And all was black and still, and black and cold, and black and dead, and black.

Emptiness has its solace in that there's nothing left to take.

All I say cancels out, I’ll have said nothing.

Nothing more than nothing can be said.

Dying is not romantic, and death is not a game which will soon be over... Death is not anything... death is not... It's the absence of presence, nothing more... the endless time of never coming back... a gap you can't see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes not sound.

There is nothing left of him but curiosity and a pair of eyes.

Can you say something about nothing?

And consider: it is loss to which everything flows, absence in which everything flowers

Every something is an echo of nothing

Every now and then she looked around for tangible evidence of his having ever been there. Where were the butterflies? the blueberries? the whistling reed? She could find nothing, for he had left nothing but his stunning absence.