#gregmortenson

"Groups of men in flowing white robes floated between the town's lantern-lit-night tea stands like benevolent spirits."

"The sweetish man have the long golden hairs, like a mountain goat."

"There is no doubt in my mind Islamic terrorism would quickly become a thing of the past."

"In the month since his father's death, Twaha had shaved his head in mourning and grown a beard."

"His death would emolden the Taliban to launch a new offensive against the last free enclave in the country."

"He's his own species."

"They joined the stampede of panicked villagers, running as fast as their legs could take them, but all too slowly all the same, toward caves where they could escape the sky."

"Apo Razok, a veteran at feeding large groups in inhospitable places, worked as the head cook."