The Vine Of Desire Quotes

“American-Statesman”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Vine of Desire: A Novel

“The woman on the ground opens her arms for the woman who was in the sky. This is what we do with grief. The dead are droplets of seawater and ash, riding the air. Are they rising? Are they falling? Look, there’s no difference. The earth’s curvature is like a smile. The old man sings, O rain, come, I’ve been waiting for you so long.”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Vine Of Desire

“Wherever I’m going, I’ll wait for you.”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Vine Of Desire

“On other days she sits by herself at the edge of the quad, watching. A boy in a punk haircut with a razor blade hanging from his earlobe, whizzing past on a skateboard, a young woman in slacks and a brown veil that covers her hair, an older man who carries a cat under his arm and speaks urgently and continuously to himself, an Asian couple, hands waving as they argue with energy in their language. Watching them sometimes, she forgets to breathe. That’s how much she wants to glean their interiors—what they do when alone, what they wish for as they throw a penny into a fountain, where they are afraid to go in their sleep. She is convinced their lives are more interesting than her own. But perhaps all who hope to be writers must believe this? She holds them in her mind like Rubik’s Cubes, turning them over to see how they are put together. She imagines their problems in jewel colors, nothing like her own fatiguing, banal troubles. In a notebook that is filling up fast, she writes to her father, I love the problems of strangers because I am not responsible for solving them.”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Vine Of Desire

“It was not an idea we’d grown up with in Calcutta. Owed it to my parents, yes. My ancestors. My in-laws. My children. Teachers, society, God. But owed it to myself? Yet how easily Anju says it today.”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Vine Of Desire

“Todas las historias tienen muchas versiones distintas. La versión elegida nos revela más acerca del narrador que acerca de la historia.”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Vine Of Desire