Love is so small it can tear itself through the eye of a needle

This last night we tear into each other, as if to wound, as if to find the key to everything before morning.

I promised to tell you how one falls in love.

Githa Hariharan's fiction is wonderful-full of subtleties and humor and tenderness.

There always should be something hanging unfinished before a scene ends so that there's a reason for going to the next scene.

Some events take a lifetime to reveal their damage and influence.

You don't want to write your own opinion, you don't want to just represent yourself, but represent yourself through someone else.