Salman Rushdie
A poet’s work . . . to name the unnamable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it from going to sleep. ― Salman Rushdie Advertisements
Category: Postcolonialism
Salman Rushdie
…it is difficult not to have a tragic view of life. — Salman Rushdie, Two Years Eight Months and Twenty-Eight Nights (Random House, 2015)
Salman Rushdie
He stared into the fast-flowing waters and contemplated the tragedy of desire. — Salman Rushdie, Shalimar the Clown (Random House, 2005)
Salman Rushdie
But love is what we want, not freedom. Who then is the unluckier man? The beloved, who is given his heart’s desire and must for ever after fear its loss, or the free man, with his unlooked-for liberty, naked and alone between the captive armies of the earth?” ― Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her… Continue reading Salman Rushdie
Salman Rushdie
A sigh isn’t just a sigh. We inhale the world and breathe out meaning. While we can. While we can. ― Salman Rushdie, The Moor’s Last Sigh. (Pantheon January 13, 1996)
Salman Rushdie
Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart. — Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet. (Picador; 1st… Continue reading Salman Rushdie
