Author of quotes: Arundhati Roy

...The very possibility of choice is already a huge advantage.

The trees were still green, the sky is blue, and it something Yes means.

Smells, like music, hold memories for a long time.

It is strange that sometimes the memory of death lives much longer than the memory of the life that she broke.

... any animal not comparable to human in a diverse, infinitely rich imagination of the art of hatred. No animal could reach a such power and latitude.

Imbued with awe and humility when I think that the whole of modern history - with its World Wars, Wars for Dreams, Wisdome On the moon, with its science, literature, philosophy, quest for knowledge - lasts no longer than a single breath of the Earth-Female. And you, my dear, how I live and how many still live, do not last longer than a glint in her shimmering eyes.

Other actions in themselves contain sentences. Both bedrooms with built in wardrobes.

If he knew that here-here will enter a tunnel from which there is no other way but his death - he would have sailed away?
Maybe.
Maybe not.

They were strangers, met by chance.
They knew each other before the start of Life.

Whenever parting they take each other only one small promise.
Tomorrow?
Tomorrow.
They knew that everything can change in one day.

Ammu smiled to herself in the dark, thinking about how she loves his hands - their shape, their strength, the peace she feels in their arms, although it would be hard to invent a place for it dangerous.

Knowledge entered him gently and briefly, as a knife blade. Hot and cold at once.

The man in the shade of the rubber trees on which the sun danced coin, turned his head, not lowering her daughter to the ground, and made eye contact with Amma. Century together in one elusive moment. Given the history of blunders, was caught by surprise.

Where dead old birds? Why the dead do not slams from the sky on us?