I can't live for more than four years outside of Canada. I'm Canadian, so ultimately that is my reference point.

I thought they were helping me. I was so full of trust in them that I felt grateful as they carried me in the air. Only when they threw me overboard did I begin to have doubts.

India is a place where all stories are possible. You forget that the imagination can take hold of anything and contemplate it and love it and describe it.

I suppose in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.

How long does it take for a broken spirit to kill a body that has food, water and shelter?

Fiction and nonfiction are not so easily divided. Fiction may not be real, but it's true; it goes beyond the garland of facts to get to emotional and psychological truths.

I know zoos are no longer in people's good graces. Religion faces the same problem. Certain illusions about freedom plague them both.