The fully mature man or woman, he said, has about two seconds left to live.
The fugitive kind run, trying against their hearts to annihilate the past, and with it every tell-tale trace of what they were, where they came from, and those who once loved them. And they run into t...
The evil men are the power—the rich men, and the politicians, and the fanatics of religion—whose decisions rule the world, and set it on its course of greed and destruction.
The end mirrors the beginning. In the end, its about a woman & a city.
The bride’s father watched that effort with a critical eye. After satisfying himself that the weapon was suitably lethal, he gravely accepted it as a gift from the younger man. ‘The groom has just sha...
The Source of all things, the luminescence, has more forms than heaven’s stars, sure. And
The Big Questions only have small answers, and the Big Answers can only be found through small questions.
Tell us Lin. I would like to know.Well, if you press me, I’d have to say freedom.The freedom to do what? he asked, putting a little laugh in the last word.I don’t know. Maybe just the freedom to say n...
She loved the guy. She did it for him. She would’ve done anything for him. Some people are like that. Some loves are like that. Most loves are like that, from what I can see. Your heart starts to feel...
Qasim Ali said that night, his bark-coloured eyes softening on the two young men, ‘because justice is a judgement that is both fair and forgiving. Justice is not done until everyone is satisfied, even...
Personality and personal identity are in some ways like co-ordinates on the street map drawn by our intersecting relationships.
Optimism is the first cousin of love, and it's exactly like love in three ways: it's pushy, it has no real sense of humour, and it turns up where you least expect it.
One of the agonising truths for a battle medic is that you pray as hard and almost as often for men to die as you pray for them to live.
Once we wandered a free Earth, carrying a picture of our God or king to ensure safe passage. Now the world is gated, and we carry pictures of ourselves, and nobody’s safe.
Now sadly there is attitude and no style.
Nothing in any life, no matter how well or poorly lived, is wiser than failure or clearer than sorrow. And
Nothing exists as we see it. Nothing we see is really there, as we think we are seeing it. Our eyes are liars. Everything that seems real, is merely part of the illusion. Nothing exists, as we think i...
News tells you what people did. Gossip tells you how much they enjoyed it.
News tells you what people did. Gossip tells you how much they enjoyed it.’ We
Millions of dreams were born there, around us, every day. Millions of dreams died there, and were born again. The humid air was thick with dreams, everywhere, in my Mumbai.