There was no such thing as perfect privacy, life was a perpetual concert-hall recital with a captive audience.
Rohinton MistryIf time were a bolt of cloth,โ said Om, โI would cut out all the bad parts. Snip out the scary nights and stitch together the good parts, to make time bearable. Then I could wear it like a coat, always live happily.
Rohinton MistryIf there was an abundance of misery in the world, there was also sufficient joy, yes - as long as one knew where to look for it.
Rohinton Mistry