Amrithaa

“Tell me,” said Leo. “You’ve written a beautiful book. Why haven’t we heard from you before? What was wrong with your earlier work? Too good or not good enough.” “Not good enough,” I said. And he nodded and went on to something else, and I think that’s when we became soul mates.”
― Helene Hanff, The Duchess of Bloomsbury Street

“You know why farmer always kills fox? Fox can never take just enough. You ever see chicken house after fox comes? Chicken house is nothing but feathers and shit. Feathers and shit everywhere. Fox sees opportunity and loses mind. Fox cannot stop killing. Fox will spend all night burying bodies. More than fox can ever eat. Why? Because fox always goes too far.”
― Tanya Thompson, Red Russia

“You decide to stop using the word “anachronism” when a seventeenth-century carriage drives through the gates of Buckingham Palace carrying twentieth-century Russian or African diplomats to be welcomed by a queen. “Anachronism” implies something long dead, and nothing is dead here. History, as they say, is alive and well and living in London.”
― Helene Hanff, The Duchess of Bloomsbury Street

“One of these days I’m going to write a book about living in New York—in a sixteen-story apartment house complete with families, bachelors, career girls, a ninety-year-old Village Idiot and a doorman who can tell you the name and apartment number of every one of the twenty-seven resident dogs. I am so tired of being told what a terrible place New York is to live in by people who don’t live there.”
― Helene Hanff, The Duchess of Bloomsbury Street