Iqbal, that great poet, was so right. The moment you recognize what is beautiful in this world, you stop being a slave. To hell with the Naxals and their guns shipped from China. If you taught every poor boy how to paint, that would be the end of the rich in India.
Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.
Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use it-don't cheat with it.
He would lie in the bed and finally, with daylight, he would go to sleep. After all, he said to himself, it is probably only insomnia. Many must have it.
I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what is was all about.
If a writer stops observing he is finished. Experience is communicated by small details intimately observed.
If the others heard me talking out loud they would think that I am crazy. But since I am not, I do not care.
If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.
I'm not unfaithful, darling. I've plenty of faults but I'm very faithful. You'll be sick of me I'll be so faithful.
It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.
It is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.
It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.
Login with Google