When we get older—when the steel door slams shut, in one way or another—we know that real suffering is measured by what’s taken away from us.
Whatever the reason, I felt dishearteningly alone in the city. I'd lost Prakabar and Abdullah, my closest friends, in the same week, and with them I'd lost the mark on the psychic map that says You Ar...
What we call cowardice is often just another name for being taken by surprise, and courage is seldom any better than simply being well prepared.
What is civilisation? Idriss once remarked. It’s a woman, free to live as she wants.
What comes from the earth always returns. What flourishes, dies away to bloom again.
What I do know now, and didn’t know then is that, in the long run, motive matters more with good deeds than it does with bad. When all the guilt and shame for the bad we’ve done have run their course,...
What I am saying is that reality—as you see it, and as most people see it—is nothing more than an illusion. There is another reality, beyond what we see with our eyes. You have to feel your way into t...
We’d saved him as much by joining in his exultation as we had by witnessing his shame. And all of it depended upon our action, our interference in his life, because no man is saved without love.
We can't really know what a pleasure it is to run in our own language until we're forced to stumble in someone else's.
We are made out of stars, you and I.
They're (kids) so... innocent. Except that they're not. They know exactly what they want, and they don't stop till they get it.
The smile he gave me was warm, but he was still wounded by his mother's death. There was a hollowness in his eyes: a black hole of shocked grieving that swallowed all the questions and released no ans...
The simple and astonishing truth about India and Indian people is that when you go there, and deal with them, your heart always guides you more wisely than your head. There’s nowhere else in the world...
The past reflects eternally between two mirrors -the bright mirror of words and deeds, and the dark one, full of things we didn't do or say.
The most precious gift you can bring to your lover is your suffering.
So … when will it be the time for the getting on the train?’ ‘I think … a little bit almost quite very soon, and not long.
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Lovers find their way by such insights and confidences: they’re the stars we use to navigate the ocean of desire. And the brightest of those stars are the heartbreaks and sorrows. The most precious gi...