She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever known. It was the beauty of a desert at dawn: a loveliness that filled my eyes, and crushed me into silent, unbreathing awe. Looking
People haven't stopped believing in love. They haven't stopped wanting to be in love. They just don't believe in a happy ending anymore. They still believe in love, and falling in love, but they know...
Our decisions become narratives: fated choices that unknowably change the course of the living river. In the present, where decisions and connections are made, Fate waits on the riverbank of Story, le...
Nothing ever fits the palm so perfectly, or feels so right, or inspires so much protective instinct as the hand of a child
None of us lie or guard our secrets when we sing, and India is a nation of singers whose first love is the kind of song we turn to when crying just isn’t enough.
Most of us pretend, with greater or lesser success, that the minute we live in is something we can share. But the past for every one of us is a desert island.
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Men reveal what they think when they look away, and what they feel when they hesitate. With women, it's the other way around
Like many toilets in Goa, it was nothing more than a smooth, steep slope behind the squatting keyhole. Waste matter rolled down the slope to a narrow lane. Wild, hairy, black Goan pigs roamed the lane...
Lies we tell ourselves are the ghosts that haunt the empty house of midnight.
Khaderbhai once said that every virtuous act is inspired by a dark secret. It mightn't be true of everyone, but it was true enough about me. The little good that I've done in the world has always drag...
Karla once said that men reveal what they think when they look away, and what they feel when they hesitate. With women, she said, it’s the other way around.
It was the desolate terror of a man who knows that fate has abandoned him, and death’s already inside, stretching and swelling and filling up the life-space that used to be his. It
It doesnt always help us to love the world,but it does prevent us from hating the world.
In the face of all that is so wrong with the world, the very worst thing you can do is survive. And yet you must survive. It is this dilemma that makes us believe and cling to the lie that we have a s...
Il passato si riflette perennemente in due specchi: quello luminoso delle parole pronunciate e delle azioni compiute e quello scuro, colmo di tutte le cose che non abbiamo detto o fatto.
If you get paid in money, somebody, somewhere, is suffering for it.
If you get in tune with the tendency field, through expanding and exploring the set of positive characteristics within yourself, the tendency field responds with constant energy, and affirmations. If...
If reputations were votes, we’d be presidents of somewhere.
I went to war. .... I survived, while other men around me died. ... men whose lives were crunched up in mistakes, and thrown away by the wrong second of someone else's hate, or love, or indifference.