There are no innocent people in a guilty nation.

Paper is the strongest material in the world; paper can handle what I can't.

As a writer, my homeland is the desk where I work.

The neighbourhood is a place of...intrigue and emotional espionage, where when two people stop to talk on the street their tongues are like the two halves of a scissor coming together, cutting reputations and good names to shreds.

All great artists know that part of their task is to light up the distance between two human beings.

Pakistan produces people of extraordinary bravery. But no nation should ever require its citizens to be that brave.

To visit certain streets was to realise that only the sky remained unchanged there.