What a sense of possession, of confidence, it gave one to have pockets, to shove one's fists into them, as if in simply owning pockets one owned riches, owned independence.
Anita DesaiWhen I was very young, I used to share much of what I wrote with my family, but as I got older and more self-conscious, it became a much more private process.
Anita DesaiIsn't it strange how life won't flow, like a river, but moves in jumps, as if it were held back by locks that are opened now and then to let it jump forwards in a kind of flood?
Anita DesaiI aim to tell the truth about any subject, not a romance or fantasy, not avoid the truth.
Anita Desai