How to forgive the world for its beauty, which merely disguises its ugliness; for its gentleness, which merely cloaks its cruelty; for its illusion of continuity, seamlessly, as the night follows the day, so to speak- whereas in reality life is a series of brutal raptures, falling upon your defenseless hands, like the blows of a woodman's axe?
Salman RushdieSo Indiaโs problem turns out to be the worldโs problem. What happened in India has happened in Godโs name. The problemโs name is God.
Salman RushdieEven when things are at their worst, there's a little voice in your head saying, 'Good story!'
Salman Rushdie