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In the strict ranks of Gay and Straight
What is my status: Stray? Or Great?

Vikram Seth (born 20 June 1952) is an Indian poet and author.

Quotes

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  • Some men like Jack and some like Jill
    I'm glad I like them both but still
    I wonder if this freewheeling
    Really is an enlightened thing,
    Or is its greater scope a sign
    Of deviance from some party line?
    In the strict ranks of Gay and Straight
    What is my status: Stray? Or Great?

  • All you who sleep tonight
    Far from the ones you love,
    No hands to left or right,
    And emptiness above—
    Know that you aren’t alone.
    The whole world shares your tears,
    Some for two nights or one,
    And some for all their years.
  • Imagining the flower-pot attacked it
    The kitten flung the violets near and far
    And yet, who knows? This morning, as I backed it,
    My car was set upon by a parked car.
    • "Malefic Things", All You Who Sleep Tonight (1990)
  • 'You too will marry a boy I choose,' said Mrs Rupa Mehra firmly to her younger daughter. Lata avoided the maternal imperative by looking around the great lamp-lit garden of Prem Nivas. The wedding-guests were gathered on the lawn. 'Hmm,' she said. This annoyed her mother further.
  • [T]hink of many things. Never place your happiness in one person’s power. Be just to yourself.
    • A Suitable Boy (1993) 17.4
  • Is it not love that knows how to make smooth things rough and rough things smooth?
  • What is the difference between my life and my love? One gets me low, the other lets me go.
    • An Equal Music (1999) 8.6
  • In life's brief game to be a winner
    A man must have...oh yes, above
    All else, of course, someone to love.
    • 6.13
  • They go to work, attend a meeting,
    Write an equation, have a beer,
    Hail colleagues with a cheerful greeting,
    Are conscientious, sane, sincere,
    Rational, able, and fastidious.
    Through hardened casings no invidious
    Tapeworm of doubt, no guilt, no qualm
    Pierces to sabotage their calm.
    When something's technically attractive,
    You follow the conception through,
    That's all. What if you leave a slew
    Of living dead, of radioactive
    "Collateral damage" in its wake?
    It's just a job, for heaven's sake.
    • 7.7
  • Catholic and Episcopalian,
    Lutheran, Baptist, Methodist,
    Jew, Muslim, Buddhist, atheist,
    We are all here; no one is alien
    Now radiation's common laws
    Impel us into common cause.
    • 7.20
  • Workers of Lungless Labs—when dying
    Will you be proud you were midwife
    To implements exemplifying
    Assault against the heart of life?
    If you had scruples, you betrayed them.
    What pastoral response acquits
    Those who made ovens for Auschwitz?
    You knew their purpose, yet you made them.
    Indeed, it's said that the banality
    Of evil is its greatest shock.
    It jokes, it punches its time clock,
    Plays with its kids. The triviality
    Of slaughtering millions can't impinge
    Upon its peace, or make it cringe.
    • 7.28
  • Killing is dying. This equation
    Carries no mystical import.
    It is the literal truth. Our nation
    Has long believed war was a sport.
    Unoccupied, unbombed, undying,
    While 'over there' the shells were flying,
    How could we know the Russian dread
    Of war, the mountains of their dead?
    We reveled in acceleration
    At every level of the race;
    And even now we're face to face
    With mutual extermination
    We talk as blithely as before
    Of 'surgical strikes' and 'limited war.'
    • 7.29
  • Ten hostages is terrorism;
    A million, and it's strategy.

    To ban books is fanaticism;
    To threaten in totality
    All culture and all civilization,
    All humankind and all creation,
    This is a task of decorous skill
    And needs high statesmanship and will.
    • 7.31
  • How ugly babies are! How heedless
    Of all else than their bulging selves—
    Like sumo wrestlers, plush with needless
    Kneadable flesh-like mutant elves,
    Plump and vindictively nocturnal,
    With lungs determined and infernal
    (A pity that the blubbering blobs
    Come unequipped with volume knobs).
    • 13.47

Quotes about Seth

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  • He writes with the omniscience and authority of a large, orderly committee of experts on Indian politics, law, medicine, crowd psychology, urban and rural social customs, dress, cuisine, horticulture, funerary rites, cricket and even the technicalities of shoe manufacture.
  • Vikram Seth's book A Suitable Boy (1993) that made history as a publishing phenomenon heralded the change from an economist-poet to a full-time writer, making millions in pounds. The media dwelt on its 700,000 words and 1,349 pages, the longest novel published in England since Richardson's Clarissa (1744-48) and longer than Tolstoy's War and Peace (1865-69) — and on Seth's advance of more than 2 million pounds. More relevant are the artistic comparisons made to Jane Austen, George Eliot, Tolstoy and Dickens.
  • In A Suitable Boy, Seth's traditionalism allows him to rediscover character. Mrs Rupa Mehra becomes too substantial, too vivid a presence to be confined within a novel: she is at once infuriating and endearing, a benevolent Indian version of Mrs Bennet in Pride and Prejudice, a comparison that Seth is typically careful to suggest by equipping her daughter with a Jane Austen novel to read on a train.
  • Like Midnight's Children, however, A Suitable Boy too is steeped in an awareness of and affection for indigenous literary and cultural traditions, most notably Urdu poetry, Hindustani classical music, the performed Ramayana, the Ramlila, Shia marsiyas or lamentations, Tagore's songs ('Rabindra Sangeet'), and, of course, Hindi cinema.
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