Let me explain something to you. Look around here. How many people do you count? Sixty, eighty, eighty people? Greeks, Germans, Italians, French, Americans. Tourists from everywhere. Eating, drinking, talking, laughing. And from Bombay - Indians and Iranians and Afghans… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
The simple and astonishing truth about India and Indian people is that when you go there, and deal with them, your heart always guides… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
I think the novel form chose me. I was a writer before I became a criminal... my first instinct was to write. — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
I look back, now, and I know that the naming moment, which seemed so insignificant then, which seemed to demand no more than an… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
“Men are just men - it is what they do, or refuse to do, that links them to good and evil. The truth is… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
Indians are the Italians of Asia and vice versa. Every man in both countries is a singer when he is happy, and every woman… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
A lot of bad stuff in the world wasn’t really that bad until someone tried to change it. — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
Of course I wanted to know. I was a writer. I wanted to know everything. — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears. — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
Love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever.. — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
“I know now that it's the sweet, sweating smell of hope, which is opposite of hate; and it's the sour, stifled smell of greed,… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
“I hesitated. Karla once said that men reveal what they think when they look away, and what they feel when they hesitate. With women,… — Gregory David Roberts Copy Share Image
