From "A Thousand Splendid Suns"

"Each snowflake was a sigh heaved by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. That all the sighs drifted up the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that fell silently on the people below.
As a reminder of how women like us suffer," she'd said.
"How quietly we endure all that falls upon us"

If you don't know already, "A Thousand Splendid Suns" is Khaled Hosseini's second book. This one is about women in the Afghanistan of the Taliban.

More than anything else, this book makes one feel grateful to have the right to education and livelihood, the right to go out of one's house unescorted, and the right to travel alone.

We forget that these are rights, and in some parts of the world, nearer than we think, (i.e., right here in India), there are women who do not have these rights.