If there were dreams to sell, Merry and sad to tell, And the crier rung his bell, What would you buy?

There is some secret stirring in the world, / A thought that seeks impatiently its word.

Like mighty eagle soaring light. O'er antelopes on Alpine height. The anchor heaves, the ship swings free, The sails swell full. To sea, to sea!

If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?

It's hard for me to think of others because I'm not particularly in sympathy with the music of this century.

Adolescence is a period of rapid changes. Between the ages of 12 and 17, for example, a parent ages as much as 20 years.

I think Trump is simply inept, incapable of rescuing himself.

I support gun control. But speaking honestly about the combustible mix of race and guns may be more important to stopping the slaughter in minority communities than any new gun-control laws.

I do believe we're all adaptable, and you're probably more adaptable than you realize.

I'll take anything and slap it on a canvas.

The simple point is that literature belongs to the world man constructs, not to the world he sees; to his home, not his environment.

Some of the things I've done are really special.

It's always been colossally important to me that my books should be well received in India. It's where I come from.

A person who is gifted sees the essential point and leaves the rest as surplus.