Love of man for woman--love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself.
The Indian story has never been written. Maybe I am the man to do it.
I need this wild life, this freedom.
Realism is death to me. I cannot stand life as it is.
These critics who crucify me do not guess the littlest part of my sincerity. They must be burned in a blaze. I cannot learn from them.
I did not have one bad spell during writing - an unprecedented record.