Where are they, the American fiction writers whose works are interested in the question “What do these people have to do with us?” and “What are we doing out there in the world?

There is no mystery-- that's the beauty of it. We are entirely explicable to each other, and yet we stay. What a miracle that is.

For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds. Why was he looking to them for an escape when I was right here beside him?

If I wasn't me, you wouldn't be you.

There’s a ghost of a dream that you don’t even try to shake free off because you’re too in love with the way she haunts you.

When you can be this, why are you ever anything else? - Broken Verses

Pride! In English it is a Deadly Sin. But in Urdu it is fakhr and nazish - both names that you can find more than once on our family tree.

The truths we conceal don't disappear Raheen, they appear in different forms

How do you eat your roots?

How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That’s when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

Love is like an eternal flame, once it is lit, it will continue to burn for all time.

Children are children.

He who controls the money supply of a nation controls the nation.

But my apology was a thousand apologies.

Nothing primes inspiration more than necessity.

The reason for the unreason with which you treat my reason , so weakens my reason that with reason I complain of your beauty.

Alec rolled beautiful brown eyes. "No fair playing the death card." "No fair having it to play.

If you plant for a season, plant budgets. If you plant for a decade, plant reorganization, If you plant for a century, plant people

What you discover about life’s shell game is that it’s hardest to follow the pea when you’re the pea.

In my lifetime I've been to bed with men, women, and odd pieces of furniture.

Private property was the original source of freedom. It still is its main bulwark.