“She was in ward 33 again, lying in bed, a bed with a dark green sheet and a view of the outside. We could both see a man and woman getting out of a taxi. They were young and stood… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
“Fight your genes.' The Big Hoom said to us once, to Susan and me. He did not explain. He did not know how to. But we knew what it meant. It meant that we were to march into the hall and take out our school books and reproduce the slipper-shaped animalcule whose psuedopodia power it through a world without feeling;… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share
“I wanted to understand her predicament because I was her son and I loved her with a helpless corroded love.” — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
“Love is never enough. Madness is enough. It is complete, sufficient unto itself. You can only stand outside it as a woman might stand outside a prison in which her lover is locked up. From time to time, a well-loved face will peer out and love floods back. A scrap of cloth flutters and it becomes a sign and a… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share
“Took myself to Byculla. The area around the elephants is very soothing. I wish I were an elephant. I would be so composed.” — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
I didn't go to bookshops to buy. That's a little bourgeois. I went because they were civilized places. It made me happy there were… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
“In this city, every deserted street corner conceals a crowd. It appears in a minute when something disrupts the way in which the world… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
“That’s what comes of this celibacy business. We confess to men who’ve never had to worry about a family. Naturally, it’s a huge sin… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
Home was where others had to gather grace. Home was what I wanted to flee. — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
“Marriage is all right. At least the person you’re having a go at is an adult. But motherhood… You’re given something totally dependent, totally… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share Image
“I know I want to marry you. But I wish we were the first to ever get married. I cannot help feeling that the institution has been somewhat corrupted and corroded by the misuse of others. We could show them, by a beyootiful and myoochooal respect for each other, how things must be conducted. Have I ever told you how… — Jerry Pinto Copy Share
