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"It seemed to him that in Annawadi, fortunes derived not just from what people did, or how well they did it, but from the accidents and catastrophes they dodged. A decent life was the train that hadn’t hit you, the slumlord you hadn’t offended, the malaria you hadn’t caught."

"But most of them (the cops) would gladly blow their nose in your last piece of bread."

"Dipankar had rather chiseled features, not like the milder, more rounded, features of the rather large-eyed Amit, who fitted (their mother) Mrs. Chatterji's Bengali idea of good looks. She always thought of Dipankar as a sort of ugly duckling, was fiercely ready to protect him against accusations of angularity and boniness, and was amazed when women of the younger generation babbled on about how attractive he was."

Full of delightful touches as this one:
"She had been crying in the tonga. The tonga-wallah, concerned that such a decently dressed lady should be weeping so openly, had tried to keep up a monologue in order to pretend he hadn't noticed, but she had gone not only through her embroidered handkerchief but her reserve handkerchief as well."

"It is a strange paradox that while the grief of football fans(and it is real grief) is private - we each have an individual relationship with our clubs, and I think that we are secretly convinced that none of the other fans understands quite why we have been harder hit than anyone else - we are forced to mourn in public, surrounded by people whose hurt is expressed in forms different from our own."

" I lit a Camel, blew smoke through my nose and looked at a piece of shiny metal on a stand. It showed a full, smooth curve with a shallow fold in it and two protuberances on the curve. I stared at it, Marriott saw me staring at it.

"An interesting bit," he said negligently. "I picked it up just the other day. Asta Dial's Spirit of Dawn."

"I thought it was Klopstein's Two Warts on a Fanny," I said. "

Absolutely beautiful till now.