Either way, change will come. It could be bloody, or it could be beautiful. It depends on us.
Change is one thing. Acceptance is another.
Madness slunk in through a chink in History. It only took a moment.
Enemies can't break your spirit, only friends can.
Her grief grieved her. His devastated her.
Some things come with their own punishments.
It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that is purloined.
Humans are animals of habit.
When you say things like, 'We have to wipe out the Taliban,' what does that mean? The Taliban is not a fixed number of people. The Taliban is an ideology that has sprung out of a history that, you kno...
It is true that success is the most boring thing, it is tinny and brittle, failure runs deeper. Success is dangerous. I have a very complicated relationship with that word.
Insanity hovered close at hand, like an eager waiter at an expensive restaurant.
He could do only one thing at a time. If he held her, he couldn't kiss her. If he kissed her, he couldn't see her. If he saw her, he couldn't feel her.
Perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. That a few dozen hours can affect the outcome of whole lifetimes. And that when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned...
The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.
And there it was again. Another religion turned against itself. Another edifice constructed by the human mind, decimated by human nature.
Sometimes I think the world is divided into those who have a comfortable relationship with power and those who have a naturally adversarial relationship with power.
Ammu loved her children (of course), but their wide-eyed vulnerability and their willingness to love people who didn't really love them exasperated her and sometimes made her want to hurt them-- just...
Ammu said that human beings were creatures of habit, and it was amazing the kind of things one could get used to.
This was the trouble with families. Like invidious doctors, they knew just where it hurt.
Smells, like music, hold memories. She breathed deep, and bottled it up for posterity.
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