20+ Best Kite Runner Quotes: Exclusive Selection

The Kite Runner is the first novel by Afghan-American author Khaled Hosseini. Published in 2003 by Riverhead Books, it tells the story of Amir, a young boy from the Wazir Akbar Khan district of Kabul. Profoundly inspirational Kite Runner quotes will brighten up your day and make you feel ready to take on anything.

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Famous Kite Runner Quotes

With me as the glaring exception, my father molded the world around him to his liking. The problem, of course, was that Baba saw the world in black and white. And he got to decide what was black and what was white. You can’t love a person who lives that way without fearing him too. Maybe even hating him a little. — Amir-Baba

I know,’ he said, breaking our embrace. ‘Inshallah, we’ll celebrate later. Right now, I’m going to run that blue kite for you,’ he said. He dropped the spool and took off running, the hem of his green chapan dragging in the snow behind him. ‘Hassan!’ I called. ‘Come back with it!’ He was already turning the street corner, his rubber boots kicking up snow. He stopped, turned. He cupped his hands around his mouth. ‘For you a thousand times over!’ he said. Then he smiled his Hassan smile and disappeared around the corner. The next time I saw him smile unabashedly like that was twenty-six years later, in a faded Polaroid photograph. — Amir­-Hassan

Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it. — Amir

I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t. I just watched. Paralyzed. — Amir

Children aren’t coloring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favorite colors. — Rahim Khan

Then he saw me and waved. Smiled. He motioned for me to wear my mortarboard, and took a picture of me with the school’s clock tower in the background. I smiled for him – in a way, this was his day more than mine. He walked to me, curled his arm around my neck, and gave my brow a single kiss. ‘I am moftakhir, Amir,’ he said. Proud. His eyes gleamed when he said that and I liked being on the receiving end of that look. — Amir-Baba

Some stories don’t need telling. — Amir

Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don’t have to say anything — Amir-Baba

Huddled together in the dining room and waiting for the sun to rise, none of us had any notion that a way of life had ended. — Amir

You’ve always been a tourist here, you just didn’t know it. — Amir-Farid

That was when Baba stood up. It was my turn to clamp a hand on his thigh, but Baba pried it loose, snatched his leg away. When he stood, he eclipsed the moonlight. ‘I want you to ask this man something,’ Baba said. He said it to Karim, but looked directly at the Russian officer. ‘Ask him where his shame is.’ They spoke. ‘He says this is war. There is no shame in war.’ ‘Tell him he’s wrong. War doesn’t negate decency. It demands it, even more than in times of peace.‘ — Baba

And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too. — Amir-Hassan

For me America was a place to bury memories. For Baba a place to mourn his. — Amir-Baba

Now, no matter what the mullah teaches, there is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every sin is a variation of theft. — Baba

It may be unfair, but what happens in a few days, sometimes even a single day, can change the course of a whole lifetime… — Baba

My body was broken—just how badly I wouldn’t find out until later—but I felt healed. Healed at last. I laughed. — Amir

I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night. — Amir

A boy who won’t stand up for himself becomes a man who can’t stand up to anything. — Amir-Baba

That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years. — Amir

But I hope you will heed this: A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer. — Rahim Khan

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