“Never again would he know love for a human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion.” — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
Jemu watched his father disappear. He didn't throw the coconut and he didn't cry. Never again would he know love for another human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion. — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
“How could anything be the same? The red of blood lay over the market road in slick pools mingled with a yellow spread of… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
When I was growing up the publishing world seemed so far away. When my mother wrote a book, she would look up the address… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
“Year by year, his life wasn't amounting to anything at all...And yet, another part of him had expanded: his self-consciousness, his self-pity -- oh,… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
Why couldn't she be part of that family? rent a room in someone else's life. — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
In India, if you are from the elite, dogs are extremely important. The breed of the dog indicates your wealth, that you are westernized.… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
I don't think you can write according to a set of rules and laws; every writer is so different. — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
A man wasn't equal to an animal, not one particle of him. Human life was stinking corrupt, and meanwhile there were beautiful creatures who… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
“But the child shouldn't be blamed for the father's crime, she tried to reason with herself, then. But should the child therefore also enjoy… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
“Biju stepped out of the airport into the Calcutta night, warm, mammalian. His feet sank into dust winnowed to softness at his feet, ad… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
Writing, for me, means humility. It’s a process that involves fear and doubt, especially if you’re writing honestly. — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
“That very afternoon the police arrived at Cho Oyu in a line of toad-colored jeeps that appeared through the moving static of a small… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
