I tell Allah I love Him immensely, immensely. But I tell Him I cannot be better, because of how the world is.

.. becoming attached to a country involves pressing, uncomfortable questions about justice and opportunity for its least powerful citizens.

The Indian criminal justice system was a market like garbage, Abdul now understood. Innocence and guilt could be bought and sold like a kilo of polyurethane bags.

Much of what was said did not matter, and that much of what mattered could not be said.

But something he'd come to realize on the roof, leaning out, thinking about what would happen if he leaned too far, was that a boy's life could still matter to himself.

The forces of justice had finally come to Annawadi. That the beneficiaries were horses was a source of bemusement to Sunil and the road boys.

He wanted to go home to the place that he hated.

Though Abdul had been as afraid of ghosts as most Annawadi boys, these reports did not disturb him. Being terrorized by living people seemed to have diminished his fear of the dead.

What have I become?My sweetest friend

I know what I can do to a girl with a word, a look, a touch. And I want to do them all to her.

God's nothing more than a twelve-year-old kid with an ant farm. He's always watching, but He's never gonna do anything.

Here's to those who love the quiet, but thrive in chaos.

I had to stop driving my car for a while... the tires got dizzy.

No art is less spontaneous than mine. What I do is the result of reflection and the study of the great masters.

The eye is made to see and not to think.... A good photograph is a surprise. How could we plan and foresee a surprise? We just have to be ready.

Modernistic-Abstractionist-Art consists of 75% explanation and 25% God knows what!

I love my home, just playing games and just sleeping. No matter where you go, nothing is better than sleeping.