Used to be all I'd want to learn was wisdom, trust and truth, now all I really want to learn is Forgiveness for you

Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.

Indian culture certainly gives the Indian mind, including the mind of the Indian scientist, the ability to think out of the box.

The Spirit is Love expressed towards man as redeeming love, and the Spirit is truth, and the Spirit is the Holy Spirit. Redemption is inconceivable without truth and holiness.

In India, one has to plan according to the monsoons.

While growing up in Birmingham around a lot of West Indian people, reggae and calypso were big influences early on but Otis Redding was the one person who made me wanna sing myself.

Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors where there were only walls.

...language is never innocent.

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.

The birth of the reader must be at the cost of the death of the Author.

I did join the Revolutionary Guard, but I was simply a simple Revolutionary Guard, never a commander.

Moreover, the human condition, if that is what it is, has been getting steadily worse in the Corporate State; more and more life-denying just as life should be opening up.

Like all artists, I want to cheat death a little and contribute something to the next generation.

The course of history as a whole is no object of experience; history has no eidos, because the course of history extends into the unknown future.

Nothing is so fickle and uncertain as popularity. It is here today and gone tomorrow. It is a sandy foundation, and sure to fail those who build upon it.

The translator's task is to create, in his or her own language, the same tensions appearing in the original. That's hard!

I could tell you all the medical terminology,' She says. 'But what finally happened is his heart got to big for his body'

I kiss her mouth and I know... for everything there is a word... for everything but this.

Laissez-faire, supply and demand-one begins to be weary of all that. Leave all to egotism, to ravenous greed of money, of pleasure, of applause-it is the gospel of despair.

A Ted Kennedy, John Kerry, John Edwards, Howard Dean, George Soros, or Al Gore looks - no, acts - like he either came out of a hairstylist's salon or got off a Gulfstream.