Tell people as much as they need to know, he said. I remember that he was smiling when he said it, like there was nothing to it. And ask people for help, he said. You’ll be all right … Don’t worry … I...
Some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you..
She did it for him. She would’ve done anything for him. Some women are like that. Some loves are like that. Most loves are like that, from what I can see. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded...
Our life, it probably began inside of the ocean,’ Johnny said quietly. ‘About four thousand million years before now. Probably near hot places, like volcanoes, under the sea.’ I turned to look at him....
My culture had taught me all the wrong things well. So I lay completely still, and gave no reaction at all. But the soul has no culture. The soul has no nations. The soul has no colour or accent or wa...
Money isn't the root of all evil. Evil is the root of all money. There's no such thing as clean money. All the money in the world is dirty, in some way, because there's no clean way to make it. If you...
Love unlived is a sin against life, and mourning is one of the ways we love.
Love unlived is a sin against life, and mourning is one of the ways we love. I felt it then, and I let it happen, the longing for him to return. The power in his eyes, and the pride when I did somethi...
It doesn’t always help us to love the world, but it does prevent us from hating the world. And the only way to know that truth is to share it, from heart to heart,
Is easy—suffering is hungry, isn’t it? Hungry, for anything, means suffering. Not hungry for something, means, not suffering. But everybody knows that.’ ‘Yes, I guess everybody does. Good night, Prabu...
If you make your heart into a weapon, you always end up using it on yourself.
I let my eyes drift into the maze of leaves that only trees understand. Hatred has its gravitational web, locking stray specks of confusion into spirals of violence.
I know how hard it is to find the line between helping someone out, and helping someone in. I know that all suffer and die inside, again and again, from the addiction of one. And I know that sometimes...
I felt a darkness growing within me that was too numb for sorrow and too cold for rage.
Happiness is a myth, Karla once said. It was invented to make us buy things.
Fate needs accomplices,
Fanatics, of all kinds, all have the same scrubbed and staring look about them, the look of people who do not masturbate, but who think about it almost all the time.
Fanaticism is the opposite of love,' I said, recalling one of Khaderbhai's lectures. 'A wise man once told me--he's a Muslim, by the way--that he has more in common with a rational, reasonable-minded...
Everything you ever sense, in touch or taste or sight or even thought, has an effect on you that’s greater than zero.
Every life, every love, every action and feeling and thought has its reason and significance: its beginning, and the part it plays in the end. Sometimes, we do see.