I fell victim to the temptation of every autobiographer, to the illusion that since the past exists only in one's memories and the words which strive vainly to encapsulate them, it is possible to create past events simply by saying they occurred.

Religion, a mediaeval form of unreason, when combined with modern weaponry becomes a real threat to our freedoms. This religious totalitarianism has caused a deadly mutation in the heart of Islam and we see the tragic consequences in Paris today.

India, the new myth--a collective fiction in which anything was possible, a fable rivalled only by the two other mighty fantasies: money and God.

I do not envy people who think they have a complete explanation of the world, for the simple reason that they are obviously wrong.

If Islam is to be reconciled with modernity, these voices must be encouraged until they swell into a roar.

I seem to have fallen for women with missing parents. Goodness knows what it signifies.

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