Wednesday, April 6, 2011

When you're on a golden sea, you don't need no memory.

"This isn't you, Amir, part of me said. You're gutless. It's how you're made. And that's not such a bad thing because your saving grace is that you've never lied to yourself about it. Not about that. Nothing wrong with cowardice as long as it comes with prudence. but when a coward stops remembering who he is...God help him." pg 275

This very statement pretty much characterized Amir for the entire story thus far. The funny thing is that he's telling himself this. This character flaw drives most of the story in the beginning. Then the cowardice of dealing with guilt drives the post-America "let's go on an Afghan safari for orphans" drives Amir to do what he does in good 'ol Kabul. Such a charming place. Anywho, he get's crazy healed shortly after and it's cool then and his motivation shifts from caring for Sohrab out of a debt he feels he owes to Hassan to a general love and concern for his half-nephew who is equally messed-up but through no fault of his own. Also, the Weezer lyrics are a shameless attempt for brownie points.

I used one of her steps ;)

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