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A Thousand Splendid Suns By: Khaled Hosseini
Transcript of A Thousand Splendid Suns By: Khaled Hosseini
By: Kaitlynne LaRoche
"Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lovely villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident, a weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a women who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend,a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad, Mariam thought, that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to life of illegitimiate beginnings. "
"Kneel," the Talib said.
"One last time, Mariam did as she was told."
"Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman." (pg. 7)
"suddenly he was standing in front of her, trying to cover her eyes, pushing her back the way they had come saying ‘Go back! No. Don’t look now. Turn around! Go back!’. But he wasn’t fast enough. Mariam saw. A gust of wind blew and parted the drooping branches of the weeping willow like curtain, and Mariam caught a glimpse of what was beneath the tree: the straight backed chair, overturned. The rope drooping from a high branch. Nana dangling at the end of it.” (pgs. 33-34)
"Over the years, Mariam had learned to harden herself against his scorn and reproach, his ridiculing, and reprimanding. But this fear she had no control over. All these years and she still shivered with fright when he was like this, sneering, tightening the belt around his fist, the creaking of the leather, the glint in his bloodshot eyes. It was the fear of the goat, released in the tiger's cage, when the tiger first looks up from its paws, begins to growl." (pgs. 215-216)
"What's the sense in schooling a girl like you? It's like shining a spittoon. There's only one skill a woman like you and me needs in life... tahamul. Endure. " (pg.17)
"Soon Rasheed returns with a handful of pebbles and forces Mariam's mouth open and stuffs them in. He then orders her to chew the pebbles. In her fear, she does as he asks, breaking the molars in the back of her mouth. He tells her, now you know what your rice tastes like, Now you know what you've given me in this marriage, bad food, nothing else." (pg. 94)
"Laila's eyes open and snap. She gasps, and her body pitches forward. She startles the bat, which zips from one end of the kolba to the other, its beating wings like the fluttering pages of a book, before it flies out the window." (pg. 355)
Reaction to the novel
"But Laila sees now that it doesn't matter. Mariam is never far. She is here, in these walls they've repainted, in the trees they've planted, in the blankets that keep the children warm, in these pillows and books and pencils. She is in the children's laughter. She is in the verses Aziza recites and in the prayers she mutters when she bows westward. But, mostly, Mariam is in Laila's own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns." (pg. 366)
"All day two lines of a poem by Saib-e-Tabrizi, about the city have been bouncing around in Babi's head, one could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls." (pg. 172)
"That; my young friends, is the story of our country, one invader after another... macedonians. Sassanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the soviets. But we're like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at but still standing. Isn't that the truth, Badar?" (pg. 132)