How do you defeat terrorism? Don’t be terrorized.
Don't let the zealots make Muslim a terrifying
What kind of God is it who's upset by a cartoon in Danish?
What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist.
Vertigo is the conflict between the fear of falling and the desire to fall.
When a book leaves its author's desk it changes. Even before anyone has read it, before eyes other than its creator's have looked upon a single phrase, it is irretrievably altered. It has become , tha...
Let me belong again to that faraway place I left so long ago, from which I am alienated, and which has forgotten me, in which I am an alien now even though it was the place where I began, let me belon...
When he resigned his boss thought he was asking for more money. 'No,' he said. 'I'm just going to try to be a full-time writer.' Oh, his boss said, you want a more money. 'No, really,' he said. 'This...
If a hungry dog looks for food, he does not look in the doghouse.
Go for broke. Always try and do too much. Dispense with safety nets. Take a deep breath before you begin talking. Aim for the stars. Keep grinning. Be bloody-minded. Argue with the world. And never fo...
That witchcraft requires no potions, familiar spirits, or magic wands. Language upon a silver tongue affords enchantment enough.
For a long while I have believed – this is perhaps my version of Sir Darius Xerxes Cama’s belief in a fourth function of outsideness – that in every generation there are a few souls, call them lucky o...
What a leveller this remote-control gizmo was...it chopped down the heavyweight and stretched out the slight until all the set's emissions, commercials, murders, game-shows, the thousand and one varyi...
In the movies, the writer is just the servant, the employee.
There is no bitterness like that of man who finds out he has been believing in a ghost.
At sixteen, you still think you can escape from your father. You aren't listening to his voice speaking through your mouth, you don't see how your gestures already mirror his; you don't see him in the...
If my child had prejudice in his head, I'd be ashamed. I would see it as my failure as a parent.
Yes, and words are not deeds, Solanka allowed, moving off fretfully. Though words can become deeds. If said in the right place and at the right time, they can move mountains and change the world. Also...
In this world without quiet corners, there can be no easy escapes from history, from hullabaloo, from terrible, unquiet fuss.
No people whose word for 'yesterday' is the same as their word for 'tomorrow' can be said to have a firm grip on the time.