‘Early one August evening, when most people had already left the park, two men sat confronting one another across a chessboard.’
‘The words are just dribbling out of my mouth. I can’t stop them. They’re like tears.’
A Brief History of Fire
‘My happiness was so deep I was afraid to speak of it.’
A Child’s Book of Death and Dying
‘A fine morning mist had rolled down over Addis Ababa from the Entoto mountains, leaving a sheen on the lawn between the apartment buildings'.
A Conversation Piece
'No. Listen to me. God's confidence in Abraham was not total. Let me hammer out my meaning.'
A Conversation with the Head of Orpheus
'Far, far away in the night are live human beings whose breathing can be heard as they speak, and they're looking at their illuminated dials as I look at mine at this end of the darkness that curves with the night miles to the heave and swell of the ocean dawn.'
A Day in the Life in El Salvador
‘I have not failed you, José. I understand that you were saying goodbye when you opened your eye, and that, besides greeting me, you were expressing your pride in me, seeing me standing with my arm around the shoulders of your granddaughter.’
A Discourse on the Elephant
‘This is not the story of my life, at least not the story of all of it, but it is the story of my father.’
A Double-Income Family
When Mrs Mehra leaves Delhi she retires in one of ‘the vast new satellite townships on the eastern fringes of the metropolis’.
A Fan Letter
‘Before I begin I'd like to say that I'll try to remember everything as best I can, though sometimes I know it won't be right.’
A Few Words on the Life Cycle of Frogs
‘I wasn’t going to abandon the dream of literature, I was going to keep dreaming.’