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Awesome quotes by Jhumpa Lahiri on life, marriage, morality, relationships and more.

86 Awesome Quotes By Jhumpa Lahiri, The Author Of The Namesake

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Famous As: Writer

Born On: July 11, 1967

Born In: London

Jhumpa Lahiri is an American author of Indian origin, who is particularly famous for her novels portraying the lives of immigrant families in the United States, and has won plenty of accolades throughout her career. Lahiri was born to immigrant parents in London and grew up in the United States. She considers herself an American and most of her work draws heavily from her experiences as an Indian-American growing up in the United States. She came into prominence in 2000 when her debut effort, a short story collection titled ‘Interpreter of Maladies’, won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction and since then she has not looked back. Among her novels, ‘The Namesake’ was well received and was later made into a movie, while ‘The Lowland, was also widely appreciated and was  shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize as well as the National Book Award for Fiction. Lahiri is without doubt one of the world’s most loved authors and here are some of the best quotes by her.

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That's the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet.

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Pet names are a persistant remnant of childhood, a reminder that life is not always so serious, so formal, so complicated. They are a reminder, too, that one is not all things to all people.

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Pack a pillow and blanket and see as much of the world as you can.You will not regret it.

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She has the gift of accepting her life.

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My grandfather says that's what books are for," Ashoke said, using the opportunity to open the volume in his hands. "To travel without moving an inch.

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Remember that you and I made this journey together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

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One hand, five homes. A lifetime in a fist.

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Isolation offered its own form of companionship

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Sexy means loving someone you do not know.

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Somehow, bad news, however ridden with static, however filled with echoes, always manages to be conveyed.

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And yet he had loved her. A Bookish girl heedless of her beauty, unconscious of her effect. She'd been prepared to live her life alone but from the moment he'd known her he'd needed her.

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You remind me of everything that followed.

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She watched his lips forming the words, at the same time she heard them under her skin, under her winter coat, so near and full of warmth that she felt herself go hot.

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In a world of diminishing mystery, the unknown persists.

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Do what I will never do.

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Remember it always. Remember that you and I made this journey and went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

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That the last two letters in her name were the first two in his, a silly thing he never mentioned to her but caused him to believe that they were bound together.

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She learned that an act intended to express love could have nothing to do with it. That her heart and her body were different things.

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With her own hand she'd painted herself into a corner, and then out of the picture altogether.

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On a sticky August evening two weeks before her due date, Ashima Ganguli stands in the kitchen of a Central Square apartment, combining Rice Krispies and Planters peanuts and chopped red onion in bowl.

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Most people trusted in the future, assuming that their preferred version of it would unfold.

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Pet names are a persistent remnant of childhood, a reminder that life is not always so serious, so formal, so complicated.

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She supposed that all those years of loving a person who was dishonest had taught her a few things.

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War will bring the revolution; revolution will stop the war,

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With children the clock is reset. We forget what came before

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He tries to peel the image from the sticky yellow backing, to show her the next time he sees her, but it clings stubbornly, refusing to detach cleanly from the past.

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A woman who had fallen out of love with her life

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...learning was an act of rediscovery, knowledge a form of remembering.

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The future haunted but kept her alive; it remained her sustenance and also her predator.

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It was only then, raising my water glass in his name, that I knew what it meant to miss someone who was so many miles and hours away, just as he had missed his wife and daughters for so many months.

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There was the anxiety that one day would not follow the next, combined with the certainty that it would.

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She has given birth to vagabonds. She is the keeper of all these names and numbers now, numbers she once knew by heart, numbers and addresses her children no longer remember.

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She had listened to him, partly sympathetic, partly horrified. For it was one thing for her to reject her background, to be critical of her family's heritage, another to hear it from him.

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...that in spite of living in a mansion an American is not above wearing a pair of secondhand pants, bought for fifty cents.

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She is stunned that in this town there are no sidewalks to speak of, no streetlights, no public transportation, no stores for miles at at a time.

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My grandfather always says that's what books are for. To travel without moving an inch.

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The imperfection became a mark of distinction about their home. Something visitors noticed, the first family anecdote that was told.

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As strange as it seemed, I knew in my heart that one day her death would affect me, and stranger still, that mine would affect her.

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Gogol is unaccustomed to this sort of talk at mealtimes, to the indulgent ritual of the lingering meal, and the pleasant aftermath of bottles and crumbs and empty glasses that clutter the table.

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He learned not to mind the silences.

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Everything in Bela's life has been a reaction. I am who I am, she would say, I live as I do because of you.

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Books are the best means—private, discreet, reliable—of overcoming reality.

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I don't know, he said, handing her the ticket. He'd been standing there all the while on the sidewalk, waiting for her. Waiting, until they were in the darkness of the theatre, to take her hand.

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Too much information, and yet, in her case, not enough. In a world of diminishing mystery, the unknown persists.

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Everything is there

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I returned to my existence, the existence I had chosen instead of you.

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There was the focus of seeking pleasure, and the numbing effect, once they were finished, removing all specific thoughts from her brain. It ushered in the solid, dreamless sleep that otherwise eluded her.

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He saw that his mother was dwelling in an alternate time, a more bearable reality.

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Plato says the purpose of philosophy is to teach us how to die.

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How many times does a person write his name in a lifetime—a million? Two million?

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Like pregnancy, being a foreigner, Ashima believes, is something that elicits the same curiosity of from strangers, the same combination of pity and respect.

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Remember that you and I made this journey, that we went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

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She had preferred being on the plane, detached from the earth, the illusion of sitting still.

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In those six weeks I regarded her arrival as I would the arrival of a coming month, or season - something inevitable, but meaningless at the same time.

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No more bells ringing in the middle of the afternoon demolishing the rest of the day. No more waiting for the situation to change.

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The nickname had irritated and pleased her at the same time. It made her feel foolish, but she was aware that in renaming her he had claimed her somehow, already made her his own.

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The notice informed them that it was a temporary matter: for five days their electricity would be cut off for one hour, beginning at eight P.M.

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The cosmetics that had seemed superfluous were necessary now, not to improve her but to define her somehow.

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So that she began to see herself more clearly, as a thin film of dust was wiped from a sheet of glass.

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What she’d done for him, because he’d asked.

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Only then, forced at six months to confront his destiny, does he begin to cry.

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They still feel somehow in transit, still disconnected from their lives, bound up in an alternate schedule, an intimacy only the four of them would share.

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Reading in another language implies a perpetual state of growth, of possibility. I

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It's easier to surrender to confinement.

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And yet my lexicon develops without logic, in a darting, fleeting manner. The words appear, accompany me for a while, then, often without warning, abandon me.

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He longed for sleep, but it would not immerse him; that night the waters he sought for his repose were deep enough to wade in, but not to swim.

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He waited for chaotic games to end, for shouts to subside. His favorite moments were when he was alone, or felt alone. Lying in bed in the morning, watching sunlight flickering like a restless bird on the wall.

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She was unprepared for the landscape to be so altered. For there to be no trace of that evening, forty autumns ago.

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And yet it felt like an invasion of the part of his body, the physical sense that was most precious: something that betrayed him and also refused to abandon him.

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She had denied herself the pleasure of openly sharing life with the person she loved.

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In their silence they continued both to protect me and to punish me. The memory of that night was now the only tie between us, eclipsing everything else.

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I owed the greater apology, but at the same time I knew that was done was done, that no matter what I said now I would never be able to make it right.

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What was stored in memory was distinct from what was deliberately remembered, Augustine said.

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Odd things made him love her.

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To Travel without moving an inch.

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Given that she barely saw her father, given that she continued to measure out her contact with him, whether to deny herself or to deny him, she could not be sure.

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If I stop to think about fans, or bestselling, or not bestselling, or good reviews, or not-good reviews, it just becomes too much. It's like staring at the mirror all day.

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For Gogol Ganguli- The man who gave you his name, from the man who gave you your name.

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In so many ways, his family’s life feels like a string of accidents, unforeseen, unintended, one incident begetting another.

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People are starving, and this is their solution, he eventually said. They turn victims into criminals. They aim guns at people who can't shoot back.

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Because in the end to learn a language, to feel connected to it, you have to have a dialogue, however childlike, however imperfect.

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They tolerate my mistakes. They correct me, they encourage me, they provide the words I lack. They speak clearly, patiently. Just like parents with their children. The

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He felt the chill of her secrecy, numbing him, like a poison spreading quickly through his veins.

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Most of all I remember the three of them operating during that time as if they were a single person, sharing a single meal, a single body, a single silence, and a single fear.

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Every language belongs to a specific place. It can migrate, it can spread. But usually it’s tied to a geographical territory, a country. Italian

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