Socially inferior animals are the ones that make the most strenuous, resourceful efforts to get to know their keepers. They prove to be the ones most faithful to them…it is a fact commonly known in the trade.

I love Canada. Its a wonderful political act of faith that exists atop a breathtakingly beautiful land.

Just as music is noise that makes sense, a painting is colour that makes sense, so a story is life that makes sense.

For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out.

Time is an illusion that makes us all pant.

Bapu Gandhi said, ‘All religions are true.’ I just want to love God.

As for fame, fame felt like nothing. Fame was not a sensation like love or hunger or loneliness, welling from within and invisible to the outside eye. It was rather entirely external, coming from the minds of others. It existed in the way people looked at him or behaved towards him. In that, being famous was no different from being gay, or Jewish, or from a visible minority: you are who you are, and then people project onto you some notion they have.