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Sometimes We Love With Nothing More Than Hope. Sometimes We Cry With Everything Except Tears. In The End That’s All There Is: Love And Its Duty, Sorrow And Its Truth. In The End That’s All We Have - To Hold On Tight Until The Dawn

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.

Its A Fact Of Being In Love That We Often Pay No Attention Whatsoever To The Substance Of What A Lover Says, While Being Intoxicated To Ecstasy By The Way It's Said. I Was In Love With Her Eyes, But I Didn't Read Them. I Loved Her Voice, But I Didn't Really Hear The Fear & The Anguish In It.

There Is Nothing So Depressing As Good Advice, And I Will Be Pleased If You Do Not Inflict It Upon Me. Frankly, I Am Shocked At You. You Must Know This, Surely? Some Years Ago I Suffered Such An Offensively Gratuitous Piece Of Good Advice That I Was Depressed For Six Months Afterward. It Was A Very Close Call - I Almost Never Recovered.

Shantaram Is The Second In The Series Of A Quartet Of Novels That I Have Planned About My Life But Is The First To Be Written. The Third Book Is A Sequel To Shantaram, The First A Prequel.