Flat muscled and honey coloured. Sea secrets in his eyes. A silver raindrop in his ear. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Memory was that woman on the train. Insane in the way she sifted through dark things in a closet and emerged with… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
When she looked at herself in her wedding photographs, Ammu felt the woman that looked back at her was someone else. A… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Anyway, now she thinks of Estha and Rahel as Them, because, separately, the two of them are no longer what They were… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
It was a grand old house, the Ayemenem House, but aloof-looking. As though it had little to do with the people who… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
They would grow up grappling with ways of living with what happened. They would try to tell themselves that in terms of… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Democracy no longer means what it was meant to. It has been taken back into the workshop. Each of its institutions has… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
I think my eyes were knocked open and they don't close. I sometimes wish I could close them and look away. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
...As the disparity between the rich and the poor grows, the fight to corner resources is intensifying. To push through their "sweetheart deals," to… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
In 2001, we were told that the war in Afghanistan was a feminist mission. The marines were liberating Afghan women from the Taliban. Can… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Flat muscled and honey coloured. Sea secrets in his eyes. A silver raindrop in his ear. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Fiction and non-fiction are only different techniques of story telling. For reasons I do not fully understand, fiction dances out of me. Non-fiction is… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
NGOs have a complicated space in neoliberal politics. They are supposed to mop up the anger. Even when they are doing good work, they… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
I've never been that person who thought that because I've written one novel, I should write another and another. It's only when there was… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
It is such a supreme folly to believe that nuclear weapons are deadly only if they're used. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
I think one of the saddest things that's happening to literature is that it's getting over-simplified by this diet of simple political ideas. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
The only dream worth having, I told her, is to dream that you will live while you're alive and die only when you're dead. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
But what was there to say? Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there… — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
Truly, there's no alternative to stupidity. Cretinism is the mother of fascism. I have no defence against it, really.... — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
