Gregory David Roberts
Gregory David Roberts
Gregory David Robertsis an Australian author best known for his novel Shantaram. He is a former heroin addict and convicted bank robber who escaped from Pentridge Prison in 1980 and fled to India, where he lived for ten years...
NationalityAustralian
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CountryAustralia
mistake path shantaram
There are no mistakes. Only new paths to explore.
tired fate waiting
Luck is what happens to you when fate gets tired of waiting
be-true-to-yourself true-to-yourself being-true
Be true to love where ever you find it, and be true to yourself and everything that you really are.
love-is opposites shantaram
Love is the opposite of power. That's why we fear it so much.
bully shantaram truth-is
The truth is a bully we all pretend to like
winning sometimes surrender
Sometimes you have to surrender before you win.
fists done palms
Slowly, desolately, the fist of what we'd done unclenched the clawed palm of what we'd become.
persons
I take everything personally- that's what being a person is all about.
dream wish rambling
When the wish and the fear are exactly the same, we call the dream a nightmare.
shantaram knows
I don't know what frightens me more
finding-yourself trying way
The more you try to be like someone else, the more you find yourself standing in the way.
dream real drinking
Let me explain something to you. Look around here. How many people do you count? Sixty, eighty, eighty people? Greeks, Germans, Italians, French, Americans. Tourists from everywhere. Eating, drinking, talking, laughing. And from Bombay - Indians and Iranians and Afghans and Arabs and Africans. But how many of these people have real power, real destiny, real dynamic for their place, and their time, and the lives of thousand of people? I will tell you - four. Four people in this room with power, and the rest are like the rest of the people everywhere: powerless, sleepers in the dream.
journey example boards
The amount of force and violence necessary to board the train, for example was no less and no more than the amoount of politeness and consideration necessary to ensure that the cramped journey was as pleasant as possible afterwards. What is necessary? That was the unspoken but implied, and unavoidable question everywhere in India.