Global terror does not respect national boundaries.

Tokyo may have more money and Kyoto more culture; Nara may have more history and Kobe more style. But Osaka has the biggest heart.

The slums are not a place of despair. Its inhabitants are all working towards a better life.

...a rainy day ceases to have meaning for a person who has lived in the open under a monsoon cloud most of his life.

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

Sometimes street knowledge can be as important as book knowledge.

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

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

I did not go to any creative writing workshop; I did not major in literature. If I can write, anyone can write. All it needs is imagination.

I am very interested in human-interest stories emerging from modern India. I get my inspiration and daily dose by reading the Hindustan Times.

A great artist is not one who merely fits into a genre but one who defines the genre.

(on visiting the USSR after Stalin regime installed)All right, I can see the broken eggs. Now where's this omelette of yours?

The point is, life has to be endured, and lived. But how to live it is the problem.

If not for me, the H-bomb would have been developed in Russia first. In the U.S., we'd now be speaking Russian.

I do find my speech difficult at times, but it's getting so much better as my confidence grows and that's thanks to the position I'm now in, which is totally due to my fans.

If a foreign government had imposed this system of education on the United States, we would rightly consider it an act of war.

once you lose yourself, you have two choices: find the person you used to be, or lose that person completely.

At 22, there’s a lot of trying to figure out love, which at the end of the day, I’ve realized I’ll never figure out, though the process of trying is fun.

New York... Babylon-on-the-Hudson, sinful, extravagant, full of the nervous hilarity of the doomed.

The wilderness holds answers to questions man has not yet learned to ask.

The idea that we can take this lump of clay and mold it into a form of our choosing is absolutely ludicrous.