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  • #1
    Salman Rushdie
    “Travel was pointless. It removed you from the place in which you had a meaning, and to which you gave meaning in return by dedicating your life to it, and it spirited you away into fairylands where you were, and looked, frankly absurd.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Enchantress of Florence

  • #2
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #3
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “There is always something left to love.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #4
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “[A]nd both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday and eternal reality was love.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
    tags: love

  • #5
    Salman Rushdie
    “Language is courage: the ability to conceive a thought, to speak it, and by doing so to make it true.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses

  • #6
    Salman Rushdie
    “I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me. I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I'm gone which would not have happened if I had not come.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #7
    Salman Rushdie
    “To understand just one life you have to swallow the world ... do you wonder, then, that I was a heavy child?”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #8
    Salman Rushdie
    “If you were an atheist, Birbal," the Emperor challenged his first minister, "what would you say to the true believers of all the great religions of the world?" Birbal was a devout Brahmin from Trivikrampur, but he answered unhesitatingly, "I would say to them that in my opinion they were all atheists as well; I merely believe in one god less than each of them." "How so?" the Emperor asked. "All true believers have good reasons for disbelieving in every god except their own," said Birbal. "And so it is they who, between them, give me all the reasons for believing in none."

    -- From "The Shelter of the World
    Salman Rushdie, The Enchantress of Florence

  • #9
    Salman Rushdie
    “Whenever someone who knows you disappears, you lose one version of yourself. Yourself as you were seen, as you were judged to be. Lover or enemy, mother or friend, those who know us construct us, and their several knowings slant the different facets of our characters like diamond-cutter's tools. Each such loss is a step leading to the grave, where all versions blend and end.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet

  • #10
    Salman Rushdie
    “When a reader falls in love with a book, it leaves its essence inside him, like radioactive fallout in an arable field, and after that there are certain crops that will no longer grow in him, while other, stranger, more fantastic growths may occasionally be produced."

    [Books vs. Goons, L.A. Times, April 24, 2005]”
    Salman Rushdie

  • #11
    Salman Rushdie
    “Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet

  • #12
    Salman Rushdie
    “A poet's work . . . to name the unnamable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it from going to sleep.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses

  • #13
    Salman Rushdie
    “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 forget that writing is as close as we get to keeping a hold on the thousand and one things--childhood, certainties, cities, doubts, dreams, instants, phrases, parents, loves--that go on slipping , like sand, through our fingers.”
    Salman Rushdie, Imaginary Homelands: Essays and Criticism 1981-1991

  • #14
    Salman Rushdie
    “What kind of idea are you? Are you the kind that compromises, does deals, accomodates itself to society, aims to find a niche, to survive; or are you the cussed, bloody-minded, ramrod-backed type of damnfool notion that would rather break than sway with the breeze? – The kind that will almost certainly, ninety-nine times out of hundred, be smashed to bits; but, the hundredth time, will change the world.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses

  • #15
    Salman Rushdie
    “We were language's magpies by nature, stealing whatever sounded bright and shiny.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet

  • #16
    Salman Rushdie
    “Memory's truth, because memory has its own special kind. It selects, eliminates, alters, exaggerates, minimizes, glorifies, and vilifies also; but in the end it creates its own reality, its heterogeneous but usually coherent version of events; and no sane human being ever trusts someone else's version more than his own.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #17
    Salman Rushdie
    “Perhaps the story you finish is never the one you begin.”
    Salman Rushdie

  • #18
    Salman Rushdie
    “We are described into corners, and then we must describe ourselves out of corners.”
    Salman Rushdie

  • #19
    Salman Rushdie
    “The world, somebody wrote, is the place we prove real by dying in it.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses

  • #20
    Salman Rushdie
    “But love is what we want, not freedom. Who then is the unluckier man? The beloved, who is given his heart's desire and must for ever after fear its loss, or the free man, with his unlooked-for liberty, naked and alone between the captive armies of the earth?”
    Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet

  • #21
    Salman Rushdie
    “Having been borne across the world, we are translated men. It is normally supposed that something always gets lost in translation; I cling, obstinately, to the notion that something can also be gained.”
    Salman Rushdie

  • #22
    Salman Rushdie
    “Not all possibilities are open to us. The world is finite; our hopes spill over its rim.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses

  • #23
    Salman Rushdie
    “Nothing comes from nothing, Thieflet; no story comes from nowhere; new stories are born from old--it is the new combinations that make them new.”
    Salman Rushdie, Haroun and the Sea of Stories

  • #24
    Salman Rushdie
    “Make as much racket as you like people. Noise is life and an excess of noise is a sign that life is good. There will be time for us all to be quiet when we are safely dead.”
    Salman Rushdie, The Enchantress of Florence

  • #25
    Salman Rushdie
    “Meaning is a shaky edifice we build out of scraps, dogmas, childhood injuries, newspaper articles, chance remarks, old fillms, small victories, people hated, people loved; perhaps it is because our sense of what is the case is constructed from such inadequate materials that we defend it so fiercely, even to death.”
    Salman Rushdie, Imaginary Homelands: Essays and Criticism 1981-1991

  • #26
    Salman Rushdie
    “Reality is a question of perspective; the further you get from the past, the more concrete and plausible it seems - but as you approach the present, it inevitably seems more and more incredible.”
    Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

  • #27
    Salman Rushdie
    “Music, love, death. Certainly a triangle of sorts; maybe even an eternal one.

    "The only people who can see the whole picture," he murmured, "are the ones who step out of the frame." (The ground beneath her feet.)”
    Salman Rushdie

  • #28
    Salman Rushdie
    “faith without doubt is addiction”
    Salman Rushdie

  • #29
    Khaled Hosseini
    “it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.”
    Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner

  • #30
    Khaled Hosseini
    “One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
    Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.”
    Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns



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