There is a point beyond which conciliation looks like capitulation. I do not believe I passed that point, but others have thought otherwise.

I would argue that religion comes from a desire to get to the questions of, 'Where do we come from?' and 'How shall we live?' And I would say I don't need religion to answer those questions.

When thought becomes excessively painful, action is the finest remedy.

Terror is glamour - not only, but also. I am firmly convinced that there's something like a fascination with death among suicide bombers.

One either loves, or waits for love, or banishes love for good. That is the full range of possible choices.

That's the trouble with you sad-city types: a place has to be miserable and dull as ditchwater before you believe it's real.

I'm not a very big fan of 'Slumdog Millionaire.' I think it's visually brilliant. But I have problems with the story line. I find the storyline unconvincing.