Salman Rushdie is a renowned British Indian novelist and essayist, known as the most controversial novelist of the 20th century. He was born in Bombay, British India, in a wealthy family and pursued his graduation from the University of Cambridge. He debuted in his writing career with ‘Grimus’ which was a great blend of fantasy and science fiction but was not successful. He hit back the literary world with his next book titled ‘Midnight's Children’ which was very successful. In this book he portrayed the history of India from the perspective of a laborer. This book was honored with some of the most renowned awards including the ‘Booker Prize’ and the ‘James Tait Black Memorial Prize’. He further published ‘The Satanic Verses’ which continues to be the most controversial book of his career and it also brought him various accolades including the ‘Whitbread Book Award’. The book was condemned for blasphemy against Islam and a bounty was announced for his head by the Islamic leader of Iran. These controversies could not stop him from writing and expressing his thoughts through his books and novels. He successfully published his works to justify his reputation as a writer. Salman Rushdie is quite often in the news for his radical views; he also shares his views on several political, social, religious and literary issues. We have compiled his quotes from his novels, writings, speeches, interviews and his general life. Take a look at the quotes and thoughts by Salman Rushdie who has a completely different take on religion and world.
Having been borne across the world, we are translated men. It is normally supposed that something always gets lost in translation; I cling, obstinately, to the notion that something can also be gained.
People don't like being around despair. Our tolerance for the truly hopeless, for those who are irredeemably broken by life is strictly limited. The sob stories we like are the ones that end before we're bored.
Exile is a dream of a glorious return. Exile is a vision of revolution: Elba, not St Helena. It is an endless paradox: looking forward by always looking back. The exile is a ball hurled high into the air.
Only the foolish, blinded by language's conventions, think of fire as red or gold. Fire is blue at it's melancholy rim, green in it's envious heart. It may burn white, or even, in it's greatest rages, black.
Nobody can judge an internal injury by the size of the superficial wound.
Ignorantly is how we all fall in love; for it is a kind of fall. Closing our eyes, we leap from that cliff in hope of a soft landing. Nor is it always soft; but still, without that leap nobody comes to life.
Between shame and shamelessness lies the axis upon which we turn; meteorological conditions at both these poles are of the most extreme, ferocious type. Shamelessness, shame: the roots of violence.
A people that has remained convinced of its greatness and invulnerability, that has chosen to believe such a myth in the face of all the evidence, is a people in the grip of a kind of sleep, or madness.
A little bit of one story joins onto an idea from another, and hey presto, . . . not old tales but new ones. Nothing comes from nothing.
A man who catches History's eye is thereafter bound to a mistress from whom he will never escape.