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“Many writers write because they’ve been there, seen that, did it and burnt their fingers”

“Don't believe in everything that is written. Not everything that is written is true”

“One author said "I write because I want to live a footprint in the sands of history.” It's hard to live a footprint in the sands of history when giants are passing through the same sands unless you are one of the giants”

“If I can write, who possibly can’t. Even drawing a line in the sand is writing”

“I prefer to be on the side of losers, the misunderstood or lonely people rather than writing about the strong and powerful.”

“Creative seeker finding seeker—others who know the joy and the pain, the delight, and the struggle, and who are so busy diving deep for their own threads that they have no desire to keep us from finding ours—changes lives.”

“As another year went by And a new year came to greet us I got up in the morning to take my class And in the afternoon, while sauntering down the road I saw a hairdresser's saloon inviting me in And so I met the hairdresser A fine young lad, and I told him to get my hair and beard trimmed if he may please But for some reason I decided to keep the moustache without any trims Life makes us poets, with a love for poetry.”

“For me,I got rebirth through a direful- mystical accident,the accident was my ‘life’ self.My curiosity never ceased throughout my travel.I sold myself for imaginations.I swam with my pallid imaginations whenever I troubled in life.”

“Passionate attraction to someone of the opposite sex will make a hero or a fool of a novelist each time.”

“You resting your head tenderly on my shoulders while we sit below the old Oak tree. And we smile at each other and gaze lovingly at the fascinating sunset over the hills. This moment makes me feel completely alive as if we have reached not just cloud nine or ten but also cloud infinity!”

“There's still too much energy leftover at this tomb-desk, on Broadway, when I am semi-asleep at night in our bedroom, struggling to get a good night's rest. There's an overflow of loin energy. It spills out from my pores as if I were a cracked drum of reacting chemicals. I need to work to expend this excess energy in words, stories and books....My mind is a body that's a mind.”

“Words are the residue that I was there, that I loved my wife, that I kissed my children goodnight, that I sacrificed my life for them. Words are a curse. Life is a curse. Words escape life. Life escapes words. What in God's name am I? How does someone name a God? What is it to name yourself?”

“Being the Novelist-in-Residence at a riad hotel in the kasbah of an Arabic North African city is a lot like trying to write one’s memoirs on shreds of napkins in a nuthouse.”

“You say you have nothing to write about? How do you find things to talk about? You can write about those things you like to talk about, that's your area of expertise”