Manil Suri Quotes

#1. To think I need a gun to protect against those who'd kill me for being Muslim ... It's too bad they don't know about my true religion of noodling - a reason to get their nuts in a snit.

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#2. What are you now, Jaz Bond? Double-oh-Six, the chhakka secret agent?

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#3. Maybe it was the novels I read - the racier Mills & Boon romances of late, Danielle Steel instructing me on international sex and sin.

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#4. Samson had his Delilah, Adam his Eve, and the Jazter had you.
Already, I can see my epitaph. Here lies Jaz, lover of his fellow men, done in royally by one of them.

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#5. Endings need to be lived, they cannot be ordained.

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#6. Riyadh or Sharjah weren't exactly high on my list.

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#7. Perhaps this was the greatest genius of the cyber jihadis: the monopoly they clinched on information. They realized how helplessly addicted the population had become to knowing in this information age. So what if news was tainted or unreliable? - people needed their daily fix.

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#8. What did religion do to people, to provoke such obstinancy, such hysteria - how did it push people to the stage of torturing themselves and killing each other?

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#9. Hadn't another wise man, the Buddha himself, warned about the evils of attachment?

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#10. was it they who were flawed, or was it he?

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#11. The difference between the tolerant and the extremist was not so great. Looking into the Other, we can always find something of ourselves within.

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#12. God knows nothing gets accomplished in the world these days without terrorism.

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#13. In mathematics, in place of characters, you have variables or unknowns. If I'm trying to plot a theorem, I try to imagine these variables interacting with each other. The boundary of their interaction is the theorem.

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#14. It's the eternal tragedy of being gay in Bombay," I lamented. "Never a place to yourself." With city rents so high, most sons lived with their parents until marriage - and usually well after as well.

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#15. I made sure we fucked whenever the conversations got too emotional or too long - we weren't lesbians, after all.

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#16. Sarita's been so busy exercising her brain that she hasn't had time for her heart, the poor thing.

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#17. Since the future's so iffy, I'll turn my attention to the past.

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#18. What future did the Jazter see for himself, exactly? Would his days of shikar continue indefinitely, or did he dare look beyond the beaches and the train stations and the alleys? Could he, in some part buried deep within, secretly crave conventionality? (Or was that too much of a heresy?)

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#19. See those people holding hands?" he asked at the candlelight vigil outside the still-smoking Taj Hotel. "They're neither Hindus nor Muslims, but citizens of Bombay first.

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#20. Wer rastet, rostet - what rests, rusts.

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#21. The future, as always, felt too abstract to worry about, too nebulous, too otherworldly. What mattered was the here and now.

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#22. What will happen to the flowers, now that you are gone? The earth that clings to the steps, the tulsi that begins to sprout. The colors that brighten the darkness of the stairs, the scents that perfume the air. Must I climb alone the petal-strewn trail of your descent?

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#23. I never knew what language they'd lapse into when fucked - Urdu or Telugu or a mix of both (only the techies came in English).

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#24. You can scream you're Indian, you can disavow your religion, you can even be the next incarnation of Krishna for all your Hindu countrymen will care. Their HRM will pull down your pants and check your foreskin and slaughter you just the same.

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#25. This is the twenty-first century - you have to know what you want, then set upon it with everything you've got.

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