There Is No Death, Daughter. People Die

My Worst Flaw Is That I Tell Secrets, My Own And Everybody Else's.

That Is The Best Part Of Writing: Finding The Hidden Treasures, Giving Sparkle To Worn Out Events, Invigorating The Tired Soul With Imagination, Creating Some Kind Of Truth With Many Lies.

Wishes And Fears Are Illusions, Dil Bahadur, Not Realities. You Must Practice Detachment.

Writing Is My Job. I Don't Think Of It As Art.

My Grandfather Was Dying, And Told The Family He Had Decided To Die. ... At That Moment I Wanted So Badly To Write And Tell Him That He Was Never Going To Die, That Somehow He Would Always Be Present In My Life, Because He Had A Theory That Death Didn't Exist, Only Forgetfulness Did. He Believed That If You Can Keep People In Your Memory, They Will Live Forever. That's What He Did With My Grandmother.