Memorable Quotes From 'The Kite Runner'

Memorable Quotes * edit * | see section history * | show spoilers * “Nothing happens to me anymore. That's the reality of getting old, and I guess that's really the crux of the matter. I'm not ready to be old yet.”
Jacob
* “In the entire history of our marriage, it was the only secret I kept from her, and eventually it became impossible to fix. With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.”
Jacob
* “Age is a terrible thief. Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head and silently spreads cancer throughout your spouse.”
Jacob
* “Although there
are times I'd give anything to have her back, I'm glad she went first. Losing her was like being cleft down the middle. It was the moment it all ended for me, and I wouldn't have wanted her to go through that. Being the survivor stinks.”
Jacob
* “Keeping up the appearance you have all your marbles is hard work but important.”
Jacob
* “He may be wrong in the details, but he's not lying...He really believes that he carried water for the elephants.”
Rosemary (nurse) * “Sometimes when you get older...things you think on and wish on start to seem real.
And then you believe them, and before you know it they become part of your history, and if someone challenges you on them and says they're not true- why you get offended.”
Rosemary (nurse) * “No woman is worth two bottles of whiskey.”
Camel
* “I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my
skin.”
Jacob about Marlena * “Sometimes I think that if I had to choose between an ear of corn or making love to a woman, I'd chose the corn.
Not that I wouldn't love to have a final roll in the hay - I am a man yet, and some things never die - but the thought of those sweet kernels bursting between my teeth sure sets my mouth to watering. It's fantasy, I know that. Neither will happen. I just like to weigh the options, as though I were standing in front of Solomon: a final roll in the hay or an ear of corn. What a wonderful dilemma. Sometimes I substitute an apple for the corn.” old Jacob * “"I remember leaving my house for the last time, bundled up like a cat on the way to the vet. As the car pulled away, my eyes were so clouded by tears I couldn't look back."”
Jacob
* “"My real stories are all out of date. So what if I can speak firsthand about the Spanish flu, the advent of the automobile, world wars, cold wars, guerrilla wars, and Sputnik-that's all ancient history now. But what else do I have to offer? Nothing happens to me anymore. That's the reality of getting old, and I guess that's really the crux of the matter. I'm not ready to be old yet."”
Jacob
* “"Forever might be next week for me"”
Jacob * “"Those were the salad days, the halycon years! The sleepless nights, the wailing babies; the days the interior of the house looked like it had been hit by a hurricane;.....Even when the fourth glass of milk got spilled in a single night, or the shrill screeching threatened to split my skull,....they were good years, grand years."”
Jacob