Khaled Hosseini Quotes

I think with any sort of rejection, you're angry that you weren't enough for that person.

When I was about 10 I ran away to see my father. He couldn't have cared less. He just took me back as soon as he could.

Hope deferred makes the heart sick.

It's very hard, feeling that you're no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world.

It's bad enough to feel insignificant, but it's unbearable to have it grained into your soul that you will never, can never, be anything but insignificant.

Console yourself by remembering that the world doesn't deserve your affection.

It's easier to identify with loss than love, because we have had so much more experience of it.

My dreams have become puny with the reality my life has become.

Life will not break your heart. It'll crush it.

What has changed is that nothing has changed... that's what has made me more unhappy than everything else.

The reason can give nothing at all Like the response to desire.

I can't imagine going on when there are no more expectations.

Losing a game is heartbreaking. Losing your sense of excellence or worth is a tragedy.

My relationships are based on personal reciprocity. Being a Dodger was a matter of heart, but in the end I felt they didn't want me.

My heart got broken so many times because I put so much pressure on it. And then... I got blindsided.

It's easy to feel spurned, especially when you return to your apartment and stare at the hundreds of rejection letters tacked to your bulletin board.

That's not always a nice feeling when you've given everything, and it's not enough - it's an empty feeling.

A lot of friends have given up on me.

'Still Clean' discusses the hopelessness of waiting for someone who's abandoned you.

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

Hope is such a tenuous quality. To feel it and then to be denied what one most longs for ... Better, surely, not to hope at all, than to open the heart to a hope that is impossible.

there is nothing sorer to the spirit than falling below what one's lover thinks of one.

Despite all their fears, we ask very little of the ones who never loved us. We do not ask for sympathy or pain or compassion. We simply want to know why.

...but the truth is that I don't feel like I can carry anyone but myself right now. The streets are empty. I am empty. Or, no--I am full of pain. It's my life that's empty.