She was my ground, my favorite sound,my country road, my city street,
If you want pay, then just be gay.
Captain Ahab drowned, he reminded himself; it was the trimmer, Ishmael, who survived.
And my grandfather... was forever knocked into that middle place, unable to worship a God in whose existence he could not wholly disbelieve. Permanent alteration: a hole.
It is literature which for me opened the mysterious and decisive doors of imagination and understanding. To see the way others see. To think the way others think. And above all, to feel.
A book is not completed till it's read.
I do not need the idea of God to explain the world I live in.
We were language's magpies by nature, stealing whatever sounded bright and shiny.
Too many people spouting too many words, and in the end those words will turn to bullets and stones.
These stories become what we know, what we understand, and what we are, or, perhaps we should say, what we have become, or can perhaps be.
Sometimes it's just over and you can't make it all right. Justification by works: an overrated idea.
In spite of all my efforts to create a neat, tidy, obedient, moderate, unexceptional persona, I was simplytoo weird for them; until that is, my first female tutor was hired.
Good advice Is Rarer Than Rubies
Freedom is not a tea party, India. Freedom is a war.
For every snake, there is a ladder; for every ladder,a snake
America had left reality behind and entered the comic-book universe.
Africa, have you seen it? No? Then is it truly there?...And the past, did it happen? And the future, will it come? Believe in your own eyes and you'll get into a lot of trouble'.
A comfortable prison was still a prison.
The suicide bomber's imagination leads him to believe in a brilliant act of heroism, when in fact he is simply blowing himself up pointlessly and taking other people's lives.
Sometimes, people trying to commit suicide manage it in a manner that leaves them breathless with astonishment.