On the wall of Amshad's office there was a poster that made me laugh: DO NOT GIVE ME A BANGLE, GIVE ME A PEN. Well-meaning charities often train illiterate slum women to make cheap trinkets.

It is as if we were to start hacking a path through the Amazon forest. By the time we have proceeded a hundred yards, the undergrowth takes over again.

Sharing is just like spending, we give or spend for others while hoping them to be happy and better. At this way we can accept and find in our hearts the happiness that we want.

The more kind of head trippy sci-fi. I always like that. I was a big 'Twilight Zone' freak.

Hope springs eternal, even in politics.

If you have a smash hit record or something that's quirky or funny or cool, people are going to go after it.

I awoke one day to find myself famous.

Out of the sighs of one generation are kneaded the hopes of the next.

In a way, the characters often do take over.

People are essentially red meat. They are.

Evil is unintelligible. It is just a thing in itself, like boarding a crowded commuter train wearing only a giant boa constrictor. There is no context which would make it explicable.