I wonder what it feels like to have no desires left because you have satisfied them all, smothered them with money even before they are born. Is an existence without desire very desirable? And is the poverty of desire better than rank poverty itself?

I am not into the unrealistic realm of magic realism where birds talk.

Never judge a man's actions until you know his motives

That dreams have power only over your own mind. But with money you can have power over the minds of others

Just because someone has gone to an elite school and college does not make him smarter than the person who has grown up on street knowledge.

The first thing you have to understand is that I was not desperate to be a writer. I was never a closet writer filing away notes in a cupboard.

God made the human body like a machine with built-in obsolescence.