We are the only animals that tell stories to understand the world we live in.
Salman RushdieHow far did they fly? Five and a half thousand as the crow. Or: from Indianness to Englishness, an immeasurable distance. Or, not
very far at all, because they rose from one great city, fell to another. The distance between cities is always small; a villager, travelling a
hundred miles to town, traverses emptier, darker, more terrifying space.
Literature is where I go to explore the highest and lowest places in human society and in the human spirit, where I hope to find not absolute truth but the truth of the tale, of the imagination and of the heart.
Salman RushdieThings aren't like this," he kept repeating. "It shouldn't be this way." As if he had access to some other plane of existence, some parallel, "right" universe, and had sensed that our time had somehow been put out of joint. Such was his vehemence that I found myself believing him, believing, for example, in the possibility of that other life in which Vina had never left and we were making our lives together, all three of us, ascending together to the stars. Then he shook his head, and the spell broke. He opened his eyes, grinning ruefully. As if he knew his thoughts had infected mine. As if he knew his power. "Better get on with it," he said. "Make do with what there is.
Salman RushdieStichwörter: reality illusion pragmatism parallel-universe
un alma humana solitaria más o menos a la deriva en la blancura. Eso era lo que quedaba de un individuo humano cuando se le apartaba de su casa, su familia, sus amigos, su ciudad, su patria, su mundo: un ser sin contexto, cuyo pasado se había difuminado, cuyo futuro era aciago, una entidad despojada de nombre, de sentido, de toda vida excepto un corazón que de momento, provisionalmente, aún latía.
Salman RushdieWho hopes for an hour hopes for eternity. The world in an hour. What follows is unseen.
Salman RushdieBut human beings do not perceive things whole; we are not gods but wounded creatures, cracked lenses, capable only of fractured perceptions. Partial beings, in all the senses of that phrase. Meaning is a shaky edifice we build out of scraps, dogmas, childhood injuries, newspaper articles, chance remarks, old films, small victories, people hated, people loved; perhaps it is because our sense of what is the case is constructed from such inadequate materials that we defend it so fiercely, even to the death.
Salman RushdieThen a strange moment came, a moment of the kind that determines the fate of nations, because when a crowd loses its fear of an army the world changes.
Salman RushdieUnwilling wholly to abandon the project for which his wife had died, unable to maintain any longer the absolute belief which the enterprise required, Muhammad Din entered the station wagon of scepticism.
Salman RushdieLiterature is the one place in any society where, within the secrecy of our own heads, we can hear voices talking about everything in every possible way. The reason for ensuring that that privileged arena is preserved is not that writers want the absolute freedom to say and do whatever they please. It is that we, all of us, readers and writers and citizens and generals and goodmen, need that little, unimportant-looking room. We do not need to call it sacred, but we do need to remember that it is necessary
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