She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims.
Arundhati RoyThere are things that you can't do - like writing letters to a part of yourself. To your feet or hair. Or heart.
Arundhati RoySmells, like music, hold memories. She breathed deep, and bottled it up for posterity.
Arundhati RoyNon-violence is a piece of theatre. You need an audience. What can you do when you have no audience?
Arundhati Roy