Why do the people humiliate themselves by voting? I didn't vote because I have dignity. If I had closed my nose and voted for one of them, I would spit on my own face.

What's the point anyway - Of suffering, dying? It teaches us to live, boy. A man who does not struggle does not live, he survives.

No matter what system you live under, there is no escaping the law that it's always the strongest, the cruellest, the least generous who win.

There are three points of view to everything - mine, yours, and the truth.

But here's what I've learned in this war, in this country, in this city: to love the miracle of having been born.

Have you ever thought that war is a madhouse and that everyone in the war is a patient?

I met Indira Gandhi in her office in the government palace. The same office that had been her father's - large, cold and plain. She was sitting, small and slender, behind a bare desk. When I entered, she got up and came forward to give me her hand, then sat down again and cut the preliminaries short by fixing me with a gaze that meant: Go ahead with the first question, don't waste time, I really have no time to waste.