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The Kite Runner: Best Quotes with Page Numbers

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Summary of The Kite Runner past Khaled Hosseini

Who can look back upon their life without regret, specially their babyhood, where then many of us learned tough lessons about friendship, bullying, and social repercussions?

The Kite Runner past Khaled Hosseini tells the story of a immature boy named Amir. Gear up confronting the background of the fall of Afghanistan's government to the Soviet Matrimony and the rise of the Taliban regime, Amir and his father ("Baba") leave Afghanistan and move to the U.s.a., where haunting memories of his childhood all-time friend—Hassan, the son of his father's servant—and unfinished business concern draw Amir dorsum to Afghanistan.

If you're looking for a low-cal, feel-good read, put The Kite Runner back on the shelf. If you're looking for a heavy, poignant story, selection it dorsum up. A modern humanist novel, The Kite Runner explores deep feelings of guilt, regret, and redemption. The book is unquestionably intense, but information technology is well worth the read. Real emotion and beautiful moments smoothen through the depressing events and setting.

"At that place is a way to be good again." (2)

The Best Quotes (with Page Numbers)

  • "I loved him considering he was my friend, but also because he was a good homo, mayhap even a bang-up human being. And this is what I want you to understand, that good, real practiced, was built-in out of your father's remorse. Sometimes, I think everything he did, feeding the poor on the streets, building the orphanage, giving money to friends in need, it was all his way of redeeming himself. And that, I believe, is what true redemption is, Amir january, when guilt leads to good." (302)
  • Every bit he was slipping the key into the lobby door, I said, "I wish you'd give the chemo a chance, Baba."
    Baba pocketed the keys, pulled me out of the rain and under the building'southward striped canopy. He kneaded me on the chest with the hand belongings the cigarette. "Bas! I've made my determination."
    "What virtually me, Baba? What am I supposed to do?" I said, my optics welling upward. A look of disgust swept across his pelting-soaked face. Information technology was the same wait he'd given me when, as a child, I'd autumn, scrape me knees, and cry. It was the crying that brought it on then, the crying that brought it on now. 'You're 20-two years quondam, Amir! A grown human! You lot…" he opened his oral fissure, closed it, opened it again, reconsidered. To a higher place united states, rain drummed on the canvas canopy. 'What's going to happen to y'all, you say? All those years, that's what I was trying to teach you, how to never have to ask that question." (156 – 157)

"What was the old maxim about the bad penny? My by was like that, always turning up." (281)

Some other honk. I walked back to the Country Cruiser parked along the sidewalk. Farid sat smoking behind the wheel.
"I accept to wait at one more affair," I told him.
"Can you lot hurry?"
"Requite me ten minutes."
"Go, then." Then, just as I was turning to get: "But forget information technology all. Makes it easier."
"To what?"
"To go on," Farid said. He flicked his cigarette out the window. "How much more practise you need to run across? Let me save you lot the trouble: Cipher that y'all remember has survived. Best to forget."
"I don't want to forget anymore," I said. "Give me x minutes." (263)

"It always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the showtime place." (211)

  • "I remember the precise moment, crouching behind a aging mud wall, peeking into the aisle near the frozen creek. That was a long time ago, but it'south wrong what they say most the past, I've learned, well-nigh how y'all can coffin it. Considering the by claws its manner out. Looking dorsum now, I realize I take been peeking into that deserted aisle for the concluding twenty-half dozen years." (1)
  • "But I hope you will listen this: A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer." (301)
  • "Insanely, I wanted to become in. Wanted to walk up the front end steps where Ali used to make Hassan and me take off our snow boots. I wanted to stride into the anteroom, olfactory property the orange peel Ali ever tossed into the stove to fire with sawdust. Sit at the kitchen table, have tea with a piece of naan, listen to Hassan sing old Hazara songs."
  • "How long?" Sohrab asked.
    "I don't know. A while."
    Sohrab shrugged and smiled, wider this time. "I don't mind. I can wait. Information technology's like the sour apples."
    "Sour apples?"
    "In one case, when I was really little, I climbed a tree and ate these dark-green, sour apples. My tummy swelled and became difficult similar a drum, it hurt a lot. Mother said that if I'd just waited for the apples to ripen, I wouldn't have go sick. And so now, whenever I really want something, I try to think what she said near the apples." (340)
  • "That was when Baba stood up. It was my turn to clench a hand on his thigh, merely Baba pried information technology loose, snatched his leg away. When he stood, he eclipsed the moonlight. 'I want you to inquire this man something,' Baba said. He said information technology to Karim, but looked directly at the Russian officeholder. 'Inquire him where his shame is.'"
    They spoke. "He says this is war. At that place is no shame in war."
    "Tell him he's incorrect. War doesn't negate decency. It demands it, even more than in times of peace." (115)

"It hurts to say that. But better to go hurt past the truth than comforted with a lie." (58)

  • "I have a wife in America, a dwelling house, a career, and a family. Kabul is a dangerous place, y'all know that, and you'd have me risk everything for…" I stopped.
    "Y'all know," Rahim Khan said, "one fourth dimension, when you lot weren't around, your father and I were talking. And y'all know how he always worried virtually y'all in those days. I remember he said to me, 'Rahim, a male child who won't stand upwardly for himself becomes a human being who can't stand up to annihilation.' I wonder, is that what y'all've become?" (221)
  • With me as the glaring exception, my begetter molded the earth effectually him to his liking. The problem, of grade, was that Baba saw the world in black and white. And he got to determine what was black and what was white. You can't love a person who lives that style without fearing him too. Maybe fifty-fifty hating him a little. (15)
  • Maybe this was my penalisation, and peradventure justly so. Information technology wasn't meant to be, Khala Jamila had said. Or, maybe, it was meant not to be. (188)
  • "Now, no affair what the mullah teaches, there is only i sin, only one. And that is theft. Every sin is a variation of theft. Do you understand that?"
    "No, Baba jan," I said, desperately wishing I did. I didn't want to disappoint him again.
    "When you kill a human being, you steal a life," Baba said. "You lot steal his wife'south right to a hubby, rob his children of a father. When y'all tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. Do you see?" (18)

"Children aren't coloring books. You don't become to make full them with your favorite colors." (21)

  • We crossed the border and the signs of poverty were everywhere. On either side of the road, I saw chains of picayune villages sprouting here and in that location, like discarded toys among the rocks, broken mud houses and huts consisting of piffling more than four wooden poles and a tattered cloth as a roof. I saw children dressed in rags chasing a soccer ball exterior the huts. A few miles after, I spotted a cluster of men sitting on their haunches, similar a row of crows, on the carcass of an old burned-out Soviet tank, the wind fluttering the edges of the blankets thrown around them. Behind them, a woman in a brown burqa carried a large clay pot on her shoulder, down a rutted path toward a string of mud houses.
    "Strange," I said.
    "What?"
    "I experience like a tourist in my own country," I said, taking in a goatherd leading a vi emaciated goats along the side of the road.
    Farid snickered. Tossed his cigarette. "You all the same call back of this place as your country?"
    "I think a part of me always will," I said, more defensively than I had intended.
    "After twenty years of living in America," he said, swerving the truck to avoid a pothole the size of a embankment ball.
    I nodded. "I grew upwardly in Afghanistan."
    Farid snickered again.
    "Why exercise you exercise that?"
    "Never heed," he murmured.
    "No, I want to know. Why practice you do that?"
    In his rearview mirror, I saw something flash in his eyes. "You lot want to know?" he sneered. "Permit me imagine, Agha sahib. You probably lived in a big 2- or three-story house with a squeamish backyard that your gardener filled with flowers and fruit trees. All gated, of course. Your father collection an American car. Yous had servants, probably Hazaras. Your parents hired workers to decorate the house for the fancy mehmanis they threw, and then their friends would come over to drink and boast nigh their travels to Europe or America. And I would bet my start son'southward eyes that this is the kickoff fourth dimension you've ever worn a pakol." He grinned at me, revealing a mouthful of prematurely rotting teeth. "Am I close?"
    "Why are you proverb these things?" I said.
    "Because you lot wanted to know," he spat. He pointed to an old man dressed in ragged clothes trudging down a dirt path, a big burlap pack filled with scrub grass tied to his back. "That'southward the existent Afghanistan, Agha sahib. That'south the Afghanistan I know. Y'all? You've always been a tourist hither, you simply didn't know it." (231 – 232)

"Information technology may be unfair, only what happens in a few days, sometimes even a unmarried twenty-four hour period, can change the course of a whole lifetime, Amir." (142)

  • "You should have seen the wait on my father's face when I told him. My mother actually fainted. My sisters splashed her face with water. They fanned her and looked at me as if I had slit her throat. My brother Jalal actually went to fetch his hunting rifle before my father stopped him. Information technology was Homaira and me against the world. And I'll tell yous this, Amir jan: In the end, the world ever wins. That's just the way of things." (99)
  • One twenty-four hour period, maybe around 1983 or 1984, I was at a video shop in Fremont. I was standing in the Westerns department when a guy next to me, sipping Coke from a 7-11 cup, pointed toThe Magnificent Seven and asked me if I had seen it. "Yeah, thirteen times," I said. "Charles Bronson dies in it, and so practise James Coburn and Robert Vaughn." He gave me a compression-faced look, as if I had but spat in his soda. "Thanks a lot, human," he said, shaking his head and muttering something every bit he walked abroad. That was when I learned that, in America, you don't reveal the ending of the movie, and if you do, you will be scorned and fabricated to apologize profusely for having committed the sin of Spoiling the Stop.
    In Afghanistan, the ending was all that mattered. When Hassan and I came home after watching a Hindi film at Cinema Zainab, what Ali, Rahim Khan, Baba, or the myriad of Baba'southward friends—second and third cousins milling in and out of the business firm—wanted to know was this: Did the Girl in the film find happiness? Did the bacheh film, the Guy in the film, becomekamyab and fulfill his dreams, or was he nah-kam, doomed to wallow in failure?
    Was there happiness at the terminate, they wanted to know.
    If someone were to ask me today whether the story of Hassan, Sohrab, and me ends with happiness, I wouldn't know what to say.
    Does anybody'south?
    Later on all, life is not a Hindi picture show. Zendagi migzara, Afghans like to say: Life goes on, unmindful of beginning, end, kamyab, nah-kam, crisis or catharsis, moving forrard like a slow, dusty caravan of kochis. (356 – 357)

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