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“There are two kinds of people, he thought: the people you don’t want to touch because you’re afraid you’re going to break them, and the people you don’t want to touch because you’re afraid they’ll break you.”
― Raphael Bob-Waksberg, Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory

“Who are we? We are the dispossessed. How strange it was to hear this plaintive cry wafting across the water. It seemed at that moment not to be a shout of defiance but rather a question being addressed to the very heavens, not just for themselves but on behalf of a bewildered humankind. Who, indeed, are we? Where do we belong? And as I listened to the sound of those syllables, it was as if I were hearing the deepest uncertainties of my heart being spoken to the rivers and the tides. Who was I? Where did I belong? In Calcutta or in the tide country? In India or across the border? In prose or in poetry?”
― Amitav Ghosh, The Hungry Tide

“Where else could you belong, except in the place you refused to leave.”
― Amitav Ghosh, The Hungry Tide

“The true tragedy of a routinely spent life is that its wastefulness does not become apparent till it is too late.”
― Amitav Ghosh, The Hungry Tide