âA man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you.â âLearn this now and learn it well. Like a compass facing north, a manâs accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.â âShe is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.â - Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini | Goodreads










