97 Uplifting Quotes By Arundhati Roy That Will Leave You Thinking
That's what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.
And the air was full of Thoughts and Things to Say. But at times like these, only the Small Things are ever said. Big Things lurk unsaid inside.
If you're happy in a dream, does that count?
This was the trouble with families. Like invidious doctors, they knew just where it hurt.
Change is one thing. Acceptance is another.
She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims...
When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That's what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.
The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.
Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.
I am completely a loner. In my head I want to feel I can be anywhere. There is a sort of recklessness that being a loner allows me.
He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.
There is a war that makes us adore our conquerors and despise ourselves.
Some things come with their own punishments.
The American way of life is not sustainable. It doesn’t acknowledge that there is a world beyond America.
Things can change in a day.
Ammu said that human beings were creatures of habit, and it was amazing the kind of things one could get used to.
If he touched her, he couldn't talk to her, if he loved her he couldn't leave, if he spoke he couldn't listen, if he fought he couldn't win.
I think that I was quite a grown-up child, and I have been a pretty childish adult.
As Estha stirred the thick jam he thought Two Thoughts and the Two Thoughts he thought were these: a) Anything can happen to anyone. and b) It is best to be prepared.
D’you know what happens when you hurt people?’ Ammu said. ‘When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.
It was a time when the unthinkable became the thinkable and the impossible really happened
It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that is purloined.
Insanity hovered close at hand, like an eager waiter at an expensive restaurant.
There's really no such thing as the 'voiceless'. There are only the deliberately silenced, or the preferably unheard.
Her grief grieved her. His devastated her.
Little events, ordinary things, smashed and reconstituted. Suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
Either way, change will come. It could be bloody, or it could be beautiful. It depends on us.
There are things that you can't do - like writing letters to a part of yourself. To your feet or hair. Or heart.
And there it was again. Another religion turned against itself. Another edifice constructed by the human mind, decimated by human nature.
Smells, like music, hold memories. She breathed deep, and bottled it up for posterity.