David Roberts
David Roberts
persons
I take everything personally- that's what being a person is all about.
voice half afghan
The voice, Afghan matchmakers say, is more than half of love.
misuse nations immune
but there's no nation uncorrupted. there's no system that's immune to the misuse of money.
brother pride blood
Poverty and pride are devoted blood brothers until one, always and inevitably, kills the other.
dream wish rambling
When the wish and the fear are exactly the same, we call the dream a nightmare.
soldier shantaram endure
Good soldiers are defined by what they can endure, not by what they can inflict.
wanted courses knows
Of course I wanted to know. I was a writer. I wanted to know everything.
shantaram knows
I don't know what frightens me more
heart hands long
The touch was exactly what the touch of a lover's hand should be: familiar, yet exciting as a whispered promise. I felt an almost irresistible urge to take her hand and place it flat against my chest, near my heart. Maybe I should've done it. I know now that she would've laughed, if I'd done it, and she would've liked me for it. But strangers that we were then, we stood for five long seconds and held the stare, while all the parallel worlds, all the parallel lives that might've been, and never would be, whirled around us.
heart dark risk
Every virtuous act has some Dark secret in its heart; every risk we take contains a mystery that can’t be solved.
forever
There's no such thing as forever.
party hands political
And money, if the pile gets high enough, is something like a big political party: it does as much harm as it does good, it puts too much power in too few hands, and the closer you come to it the dirtier you get.
dream wish rambling
Didier once told me, in a rambling, midnight dissertation, that a dream is the place where a wish and a fear meet. When the wish and the fear are exactly the same, he said, we call the dream a nightmare.
lying believe fate
In the face of all that is so wrong with the world, the very worst thing you can do is survive. And yet you must survive. It is this dilemma that makes us believe and cling to the lie that we have a soul, and that there is a God who cares about its fate.