Khaled Hosseini quote: Once, when I was little, I asked her if she’d cried when my father had fallen to his death.At the ...

Once, when I was little, I asked her if she’d cried when my father had fallen to his death.At the funeral? I mean, the burial?No, I did not.Because you weren’t sad?Because it was nobody’s business if I was.

~ Khaled Hosseini ~

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