Adarsh

“Man is the Storytelling Animal, and that in stories are his identity, his meaning, and his lifeblood.”
― Salman Rushdie, Luka and the Fire of Life

“What need is there to weep over parts of life? The whole of it calls for tears.”
― Lucius Annaeus Seneca

“Troubled as the future was, it was the unknown future, and in its obscurity there was ignorant hope.”
― Charles Dickens

“Rashid did not give in. "Look how his hands move on the contols," he told her. "In those worlds left-handedness does not impede him. Amazingly, he is almost ambidextrous." Soraya snorted with annoyance. "Have you seen his handwriting?" she said. "Will his hedgehogs and plumbers help with that? Will his 'pisps' and 'wees' get him through school? Such names! They sound like going to the bathroom or what." Rashid began to smile placatingly. "The term is consoles," he began but Soraya turned on her heel and walked away, waving one hand high above her head. "Do not speak to me of such things," she said over her shoulder, speaking in her grandest voice. "I am in-console-able.”
― Salman Rushdie, Luka and the Fire of Life