“Damoder climbed slowly to his feet. 'Buy lot!' he wheedled, 'I am poor man. I sell you cheap. I am bank-Rupert! Apparently the only things that could save him from bank-rupertcy were our dollars.” — Frank Kusy Copy Share Image
“Chant to see your kyo’, said Dick when I posed this second question. ‘Kyo is the final syllable of Nam myoho renge kyo, and… — Frank Kusy Copy Share Image
“My meal arrived. It was a bowl of tepid, green curried water with two spinach leaves floating in it. The waiter called it 'vegetable… — Frank Kusy Copy Share Image
“Damoder climbed slowly to his feet. 'Buy lot!' he wheedled, 'I am poor man. I sell you cheap. I am bank-Rupert! Apparently the only… — Frank Kusy Copy Share Image
“He was lonely. I could see that. He was working his butt off-and mine, too-in the hope that a million rupees might sort out… — Frank Kusy Copy Share Image
“After a lifetime of soft, easy living in the West, one's buttocks take an awful hammering out here. Backpacking around India is just one… — Frank Kusy Copy Share Image
