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“The city is full of terrible actors. That is what historians never say about Madras, it is filled with hams.”
― Manu Joseph, The Illicit Happiness of Other People

“He stares at the open textbook for hours and is distracted by the pain of the parallelogram, which is slanted for ever. His nails scratch the page to straighten its tired limbs. It affects him, the great arrogance of the Equilateral Triangle, the failed aspiration of the octagon to be a circle, the eternal suffocation of the denominator that has to bear the weight of the unjust numerator, the loneliness of Pluto. And the smallness of Mercury, always a mere dot next to a yellow sun. In this world, there is no respect for Mercury.”
― Manu Joseph, The Illicit Happiness Of Other People

“If two people believe in the same idea of truth, it is a delusion.”
― Manu Joseph, The Illicit Happiness of Other People

“That a mystery must have a resolution is obviously not a requirement of nature. It is, in fact, another deceit of writers”
― Manu Joseph, The Illicit Happiness of Other People