It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world.

My home is in Heaven. I&#39;m just traveling through this world.

Cuando el Hijo del Padre bajó a la tierra, trajo el Amor. Pero como la Humanidad sólo podía entender el Amor con sufrimiento y sacrificios, terminaron por crucificarlo. De no haber sido así, nadie creería en su amor.

I could begin there, I suppose. Or somewhere else. A story is like a moving train: no matter where you hop onboard, you are bound to reach your destination sooner or later.

Written By Khaled Hosseini

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