Quotes from Gregory David Roberts

Sadness is my one and my only art.

What I am saying is that reality—as you see it, and as most people see it—is nothing more than an illusion. There is another reality, beyond what we see with our eyes. You have to feel your way into that reality with your heart. There is no other way.

I sat alone, on a boulder that was larger and flatter than most, and I smoked a cigarette. I smoked in those days because, like everyone else in the world who smokes, I wanted to die at least as much as I wanted to live.

I've been in love with you for a while, and I finally had to say it. It doesn't mean you have to do anything about it -- or me either, for that matter.

The path was so narrow, and the drop so steep, that I was sure I would fall if I released my grip.

There is no man, and no place, without war.

I said that the truth is found more often in music,' he repeated, 'than it is in books of philosophy

Love goes on forever, once it begins, even if we come to hate the one we love. Love goes on forever because love is born in the part of us that does not die.

But she wasn't in love with me, she'd said, and she didn't want me to love her. Didier, trying to warn me, trying to help me or save me, perhaps, had said once that nothing grieves more deeply or pathetically than one half of a great love that isn't meant to be.

There's a dark feeling—less than hatred, but more than loathing—that ugly men feel for handsome men. It's unreasonable and unjustified, of course, but it's always there, hiding in the long shadow thrown by envy. It creeps out, into the light of your eyes, when you're falling in love with a beautiful woman.

When we do suffer things, like pain and so, it means that we have lost control.

Una volta qualcuno mi ha detto che se trasformi il tuo cuore in un'arma, prima o poi finisci per usarla contro di te.

My heart broke on its shame and sorrow. I suddenly knew how much crying there was in me, and how little love. I knew, at last, how lonely I was.

And every day I woke with a dream or a thought of her. Every night I slept with the knife of regret in my chest.

And when the heart has in moment of truth and sorrow, the soul can't be stilled.

The monster fills the eye and the mind, and for a second or two there seems to be nothing else in the world but the metal and the noise and the terror.

Sooner or later, fate puts us together with all the people, one by one, who show us what we could, and shouldn't, let ourselves become. Sooner or later we meet the drunkard, the waster, the betrayer, the ruthless mind, and the hate-filled heart. But fate loads the dice, of course, because we usually find ourselves loving or pitying almost all of those people. And it's impossible to despise someone you honestly

The truth is that we are all, every one of us, every atom, every galaxy, and every particle of matter in the universe, moving toward God.

And when the heart has its moment of truth and sorrow, the soul can't be stilled.

No problem, baba,' he grinned, raising his eyes to the sky for a moment. 'Ooperwale.' The word he'd used was a reference to God, and one of my favourites. More often used in the singular, Ooperwala, it could be roughly translated as The Person Upstairs. Used in the plural, the term meant The People Upstairs.

Things will turn out right, the voice of her heart said to her. Everything will be all right.

those words still murmured in the little grey daydream-space where memory meets inspiration.

No matter how good or bad the luck, you can change your life completely with a single thought or a single act of love.

Ogni volta che agiamo, pur con le migliori intenzioni, ogni volta che interferiamo con le cose del mondo, rischiamo di provocare un disastro che forse non dipende da noi, ma che non si verificherebbe senza il nostro intervento.