The Kite Runner's Classic Quotations
0 1, Rahim Khan: "Dear Amir, when crime leads to good deeds, that is true salvation."
Then Hassan picked up a pomegranate. He came up to me, broke it open and put it on his forehead. "Well," he choked, and red pomegranate juice dripped from his face like blood. "Are you satisfied? Do you feel good? " He turned and walked down the hill.
I don't know how many times I hit him. All I know is that when I finally stopped exhausted and panting, Hassan was covered in blood, as if he had been shot by a group of soldiers. I knelt down, tired and depressed.
There is only one crime in the world, and that is theft. When you lie, you steal the right of others to know the truth.
For example, you can't have sexual desire to receive guests.
06. Many times, people can't just follow their own ideas.
He will remind us that people who grow up drinking the same milk are brothers, and this kind of affection is inseparable even in time.
Just a smile, that's all. It didn't get everything back to normal. It didn't get everything back to normal. It's just a smile, a little thing, like a leaf in the forest, trembling when the frightened birds fly.
If you ask me, I will. He finally looked straight at me and said. I lowered my eyes. Today, I find it difficult to look directly at a man who keeps his word like Hassan.
Beautiful stories are all sad.
1 1, I heard that Shanaba walks slowly and swings gracefully, and her attractive posture makes many men and their lovers become strange strange bedfellows.
12, his mother died of excessive blood loss during childbirth, and Hassan lost his mother less than seven days before birth. And this fate of losing her, in the eyes of most Afghans, is even worse than my mother's death: she eloped with a group of Jianghu artists.
13. Over the years, I have seen countless kite-chasers, but Hassan is the most proficient in this skill among people I have ever met. Strangely, before the kite fell, he always waited where it was about to fall, as if he had some kind of compass on him.
14 but for me, this is the only chance to become a person who is concerned, not just seen, listened to and not just heard.
15, I walked behind him, mumbling, learning the way he walked. I saw that he raised his uneven right leg and swayed to draw an arc; Every time I see my leg stepping down, I can't help leaning to the right. It is a small miracle that he limped forward like this without falling down.
16, I'll chase. An adult is running among a group of screaming children, but I don't care. I chase. The wind blew across my face, and a smile as big as Panjshir Canyon hung on my lips.
17, I walked out of Solabo's room and thought, is that it? It didn't come with the mystery of God's appearance, but the pain finally ended after some cleaning, and quietly receded in the middle of the night, giving birth to it.
18, many years have passed, people say that the past can be buried, but I finally understand that this is wrong. Because I used to climb up on my own.
19, the weather is warm and sunny, and the lake is clear as a mirror. But no one swims because they say there are ghosts in the lake. It lurks at the bottom of the lake, waiting.
20. Dad always said that it is wrong to hurt bad people, because they don't know what is good, because bad people sometimes get better.
After all, life is not an Indian movie. Afghans always like to say: Life goes on. They don't care about the beginning or the end, success or failure, danger or bright future, only care about moving forward slowly like nomadic tribes.
22. Hassan didn't resist or even moan. He turned his head slightly, and I caught a glimpse of his face with a helpless expression. I've seen this look before, this look in the eyes of the lamb, and I immediately understood: this is Hassan's last sacrifice for me.
23. Friends ... Children are not picture books. You can't fill them with your favorite colors at will. They are not like you and will never be like you. But wait and see, he will be excellent.
24. In Afghanistan, there are many children, but they have no childhood.
25. When I returned to my old country, I found myself like a tourist.
As for what is black and what is white, it is entirely up to him. He is such a person. If you love him, you will be afraid of him and even have some hatred for him.
27. In America, even flies are in a hurry.
28. But people are like this. They always live within a certain time limit. The world there may be beyond our understanding in a few years, but it is beyond our power. For your sake, Qian Qian will not hesitate to get hurt again. Maybe this is life, and life is not just about doing valuable things!
29, children are not picture workbooks, you can't patronize painting your favorite colors.
30. Desert weeds are full of fun, but spring flowers bloom and wither.
3 1, we always like to find many reasons to explain our cowardice, always deceive ourselves to believe those beautiful lies, always hide our inner fears, and always avoid the crimes we have committed. But the fact is, one day, we have to face those sins frankly and redeem ourselves.
Many years have passed, people say that the past can be buried, but I finally understand that this is wrong, because the past will get up on its own.
33. When sin leads to good deeds, that is the greatest salvation.
This is the style of those who keep their promises, thinking that others are like them.
35. God bless "I shine, although this" God bless "comes from my mouth. That's Hassan. He is too pure. Damn it, with him, you will always feel like a liar.
36. When we were young, each of us did something that made us feel ashamed in the future. These things may accompany us all our lives like shadows, so that you can only look down. But time will not turn around and try to make up for it. Isn't it a kind of self-help?
37. Put two strangers in the same room, and within ten minutes, they can find their relatives.
Life is like a train, please get on!
39. It hurts more to get it and lose it than never to get it.
40. When I wrote down the next few pages, or the pile of words at the back, I was living alone in the forest, in Concord, Massachusetts, on the shore of Walden Lake, in a wooden house built by myself, a mile away from any neighbor, and only relying on my hands to support myself. I lived there for two years and two months. At present, I am a passer-by in civilized life.
4 1, time is greedy-sometimes, it devours all the details by itself.
42. People say that people who share the same breast are brothers. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?
43. Homaira and I are against the whole world. In the end, the world always wins.
44. The beauty and friendship of childhood were destroyed by a cowardly negligence. If you were given another chance, would you go all out to find yourself again?
45. It is better to be hurt by the truth than cheated by lies.
46. He knew I saw everything in the alley, and I stood there and stood by. He saved me even though he knew I betrayed him. At that moment, I fell in love with him. I love him more than anyone. I just want to tell them that I am a poisonous snake in the grass and a ghost at the bottom of the lake.
47. His rubber boots kicked up snowflakes and flew to the corner. He stopped, turned around, put his hand on his mouth and said, "Here you are, Qian Qian!" " "
At that time, I realized that in the United States, the ending of a movie can't be revealed, otherwise it will be condemned and I have to apologize for the crime of ruining the ending.
49. War will not make noble sentiments disappear, and people need noble sentiments even more than in peacetime.
But I will welcome it with open arms. Because every spring comes, it always melts a snowflake at a time. Maybe what I just saw was the first snowflake melting.
5 1. When crime leads to good deeds, it is true salvation.
What they want to know is whether the ending is happy or not. If someone asks me today if the story of Hassan, Solabo and me has a happy ending, I don't know what to say. Can anyone answer?
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The Kite Runner is the first novel of Afghan-American writer khaled hosseini, translated by Li Jihong, published by Shanghai People's Publishing House in 2003, and became the third best seller in the United States in 2005.
This book revolves around the story of kites and two teenagers in Afghanistan, a rich teenager and a domestic servant, as well as the betrayal and redemption of human nature.