Quotes from Salman Rushdie

Yaln?z benim (renkli ve gösteriÅŸli olmas?na raÄŸmen) pek uzun say?lamayacak hayat?m?n sonunda, çivileyip asacak tezlerim taze bitti. Hayat da çarm?ha çivilenmekten pek farkl? deÄŸil zaten.

Why is that fairy-tales always treat marriage as an ending? And always such a perfectly happy one?

Your health was what you had until the day you didn't have it and after that day you were screwed and it was better not to let doctors screw you before that day came.

in the exotic simplicities of travel I was able to find a modicum of peace. But, in the end, tourism ceased to satisfy; curiosity began to niggle; Let's find out, I told myself, what really goes on around here.

their true characters were shown not in the war they fought but in the peace they made.

they all were, in the grip of a huge fantasy: the idea that men would not be judged by who they once were and what they had once done, if they only decided to be different. They wanted to step away from the responsibilities of history and be free.

I do not envy people who think they have a complete explanation of the world, for the simple reason that they are obviously wrong.

Hay emigrantes que se alegran de partir.

If you die and go to Hell the Braves fan said, you have to change places in Atlanta.

It was hard not to ask why me, but he had begun to grasp the difficult truth that a thing could have a cause but that was not the same as having a purpose. Even if you could work out how a certain thing had come about—even if you answered the how question—you would be no closer to solving the why.

He was a heartless monster, she told him; did he not understand—O abominable one!—that human life was short and that each day of love stolen from it was a crime against life itself?

So it was that their mimic love, their love born of the memory of others, their post-love that came after, became true, authentic, a thing in and of itself, in which she almost stopped thinking about the dead

Hayat?m?n doÄŸal ak???ndan sürgün edilince bildiÄŸim her ÅŸeyin z?tt?n? sahiplenmekten baÅŸka ne ÅŸans?m vard?? Kar??-natüralizmi kastediyorum, o tersi düz, say?klamal?, abuk sabuk günlerin tek gerçek izmi. Siz olsan?z, s?n?rlar?n karanl?k taraf?na sürgün edildiÄŸinizde karanl??? ayd?nl??a çevirmeye çal??maz m?yd?n?z?

Medeniyet, gerçek doÄŸam?z? kendimizden gizleyen bir el çabukluÄŸudur.

A man who invents himself needs someone to believe in him, to prove he's managed it. Playing God again, you could say. Or you could come down a few notches, and think of Tinkerbell; fairies don't exist if children don't clap their hands. Or you might simply say: it's just like being a man. Not only the need to be believed in, but to believe in another. You've got it: Love.

Mogor had been right. The curse of the human race is not that we are so different from one another, but that we are so alike.

Ölümün ölümcüllüÄŸü yaln?zca adaleti deÄŸil, gerçeklendirmeyi de imkans?z k?lar.

Ya-ta-hey (pop. 580) > Tohatchi (pop.

To understand just one life, you have to swallow the world. I told you that.

For, as the myths tell us, it is by defying the gods that human beings have best expressed their humanity.

Everywhere, noise and elbows. Poets stand on boxes and declaim while pilgrims throw coins at their feet. Some bards speak rajaz verses, their four-syllable metre suggested, according to legend, by the walking pace of the camel; others speak the qasidah, poems of wayward mistresses, desert adventure, the hunting of the onager.

What is the opposite of faith? Not disbelief. Too final, certain, closed. Itself a kind of belief. Doubt.

During the great storm the lightning strikes multiplied in frequency and ferocity. It seemed like a new kind of lightning, not just electrical but eschatological.

Question: What is the opposite of faith? Not disbelief. Too final, certain, closed. Itself a kind of belief. Doubt.