Rohinton Mistry Quotes
Top 51 wise famous quotes and sayings by Rohinton Mistry
Rohinton Mistry Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Black money is so much a part of our white economy, a tumour in the centre of the brain - try to remove it and you kill the patient.
Where humans are concerned, the only emotion that made sense was wonder, at their ability to endure ...
I almost forgot to tell you - you have the right to remain silent, but if you do, my boys at the station will process your bones to help you confess.
He spent long hours meditating on the wisdom of loving living things which invariably ended up dead.
The human face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no room for crying.
Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.
Daughter-in-law is just a word. Call her anything you like. The hand of good fortune is not fussy about words.
He had learned that dignity could not be acquired from accoutrements and accessories; it cam unasked, it grew from one's ability to endure.
Did life treat everyone so wantonly, ripping the good things to pieces while letting bad things fester and grow like fungus
World can be a bewildering place,and dreams and ambitions are often paths to the most pernicious of traps
Flirting with madness is one thing. But when madness starts flirting back, its time to call the whole thing off.
If there was an abundance of misery in the world, there was also sufficient joy, yes - as long as one knew where to look for it.
Like trapped animals struggling to break free. What a curse was sickness in old age. This damned Parkinson's, cruel as torture.
Time, the ultimate grandmaster that could never be checkmated. There was no way out of its distended belly.
The face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying.
A lifetime had to be crafted, just like anything else, she thought, it had to be moulded and beaten and burnished in order to get the most out of it.
Soon the evening gloom would materialize, infect the fibre-filled air, drape itself over her bed, depress her from now till morning.
The Law is a grim, unsmiling thing. Not Justice, though. Justice is witty and whimsical and kind and caring.
There was no such thing as perfect privacy, life was a perpetual concert-hall recital with a captive audience.