Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly..

I brought Hassan’s son from Afghanistan to America, lifting him from the certainty of turmoil and dropping him in a turmoil of uncertainty.

You are never alone in Afghanistan. You are always in the company of others, usually family. You don't understand yourself really as an individual, y….

I also felt The Kite Runner was a story that would lend itself well to a visual retelling in a graphic novel..

Equally important is the lack of cultivable land for farmers, a profound problem when you take into account that Afghanistan has always largely been ….

He had the blue kite in his hands; that was the first thing I saw. And I can't lie now and say my eyes didn't scan it for any rips..

Literature and film have a way of lifting you from your own existence and transporting you to some foreign place and putting you in the shoes with an….

Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life..

Literary fiction is kept alive by women. Women read more fiction, period..

The problem, of course, was that [he] saw the world in black and white. And he got to decide what was black and what was white. You can't love a pers….

Her eyes, walnut brown and shaded by fanned lashes, met mine. Held for a moment. Flew away..

And that, ...is the story of our country, one invasion after another...Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we're like those….

There was brotherhood between people who had fed from the same breast, a kinship that even time could not break. - Amir.

Laila has moved on. Because in the end she knows that’s all she can do. That and hope..

[Barack Obama] is sending more troops [to Afghanistan], but they have also realized that we are not going to win that war through guns and tanks. We ….

Michael Bealmear is a philanthropist, and he has become interested in the issue of refugees, and he proposed that we do an event in his community, wh….

I loved him in that moment, loved him more than I'd ever loved anyone, and I wanted to to tell them all that I was the snake in the grass, the monste….

The bewildering success of my books continues to surprise me..

In 2004, I took a one year sabbatical to finish my second novel, A Thousand Splendid Suns. At the end of that year, I was not done with my book, and ….

How many more people right now feel connected to Mumbai because of Slumdog Millionaire, or suddenly are interested in the plight of orphans on Mumbai….

People say that eyes are windows to the soul..