Nupur Jindal

“In love, I inhabit an imaginary underground; I simultaneously exist and do not exist. I’m summoned into being when my lover needs me; I’m dismissed, like a genie sent back to its bottle, when he is done with me.”
― Meena Kandasamy, When I Hit You: Or, A Portrait of the Writer as a Young Wife

“Your art has failed. You’ve turned literature into a religion and it’s as dead as all the rest, it’s an overripe corpse and you’re cutting fancy figures at the wake. It’s too late for geniuses! Now we need vandals and desecrators, simple-minded demolition men to smash centuries of baroque subtlety, to bring down the temple, and thus finally, to reconcile the shame and the necessity of being an artist!”
― Tom Stoppard, Travesties

“It has become fashionable to separate the spiritual (psychic and emotional) from the political, to see them as contradictory or antithetical. ‘What do you mean, a poetic revolutionary, a meditating gunrunner?”
― Audre Lorde, Uses of the Erotic: The Erotic as Power

“If love is a place marked by the absence of questions, I’m no longer there. I have left with questions. I am left with questions.”
― Meena Kandasamy, When I Hit You: Or, A Portrait of the Writer as a Young Wife