East West Salman Rushdie Quotes & Sayings

Lord but I dislike poetry. How can anyone remember words that aren't put to music? — Patrick Rothfuss

To understand possible means to understand impossible. — Dejan Stojanovic

WHEN A MAN WITH A LITTLE POINTED BEARD, robed in a white coat, came out into the waiting room of the renowned psychiatric clinic recently completed on a river bank outside Moscow, it was half-past one in the morning. Three hospital orderlies had their eyes glued to Ivan Nikolayevich, who was sitting on a couch. — Mikhail Bulgakov

You know you can be a real bitch sometimes."

"I can be a perfect cunt. — Garth Ennis

BOMBAY WAS CENTRAL, had been so from the moment of its creation: the bastard child of a Portuguese-English wedding, and yet the most Indian of Indian cities. In Bombay all Indias met and merged. In Bombay, too, all-India met what-was-not-India, what came across the black water to flow into our veins. Everything north of Bombay was North India, everything south of it was the South. To the east lay India's East and to the west, the world's West. Bombay was central; all rivers flowed into its human sea. It was an ocean of stories; we were all its narrators, and everybody talked at once. — Salman Rushdie

It's all about people. It's all about the subjectivity of what people love. — Joe Pantoliano

Mother Teresa, when asked about her holiness or saintliness, always answers in a matter-of-fact way that holiness is a necessity of life--and explains that it is not the luxury of a few, such as those who take the course of religious life, but is "a simple duty of all. Holiness is for everyone. — Lucinda Vardey

Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life. — William Shakespeare

A business is good if it gives a decent day's reward for a decent day's work, treats people decently, and gives them a voice at the top. — Frances O'Grady

I, too, have ropes around my neck. I have them to this day, pulling me this way and that, East and West, the nooses tightening, commanding, choose, choose. I buck, I snort, I whinny, I rear, Ikick. Ropes, I do not choose between you. Lassoes, lariats, I choose neither of you, and both. Doyou hear? I refuse to choose. — Salman Rushdie

Divides into three classes,
things to be enjoyed, things to be used, and things which use and enjoy. — Augustine Of Hippo