Where humans are concerned, the only emotion that made sense was wonder, at their ability to endure.

So we tell the same story, over and over. Just the details are different

You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair.

Loss is essential. Loss is part and parcel of that necessary calamity called life.

The worst part of great poverty is that you become blind to it.

Traffic in the streets of Bombay is chaotic at best. Riding a bicycle is a dangerous occupation. However, there are hundreds of them on the streets competing with the cars and buses and lorries because it is the poor man's mode of transport.

The whole quilt is much more important than any single square.