I repeat for the last time: to understand me, you’ll have to swallow a world.
– Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children
I repeat for the last time: to understand me, you’ll have to swallow a world.
– Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children
The only people who see the whole picture,’ he murmured, ‘are the ones who step out of the frame.
– Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet
Memory’s truth, because memory has its own special kind. It selects, eliminates, alters, exaggerates, minimizes, glorifies, and vilifies also; but in the end it creates its own reality, its heterogeneous but usually coherent version of events; and no sane human being ever trusts someone else’s version more than his own.
– Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children
We must live, I’m afraid, with the shadows of imperfection.
– Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children
Who What am I? My answer: I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me. I am everyone everything whose being-in-the-world affected was affected by mine. I am anything that happens after I’ve gone which would not have happened if I had not come.
– Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children
Love does not conquer all, except in Bombay Talkies; rip tear crunch will not be defeated by a mere ceremony; and optimism is a disease.
– Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children