The author Arundhati Roy wrote in her book “The Cost of Living“: “The only dream worth having is to dream that you will live while you are alive, and die only when you are dead. To love, to be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and vulgar disparity of the life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.”
When I read this passage by Arundhati Roy, I was taken by surprise — not by its starkness, but rather by its profundity, its ineluctability, its provocation — not just to thought, but to action. I realized I could never look at the world the same way again. I could never again be merely a casual or disinterested observer of events. I was in fact an agent, a catalyst, a nexus of possibilities, not only for myself, but for all of existence.
- Arundhati Roy on the “Broken Republic” (alhittin.wordpress.com)