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“I loved you the first second I saw you. I think I've loved you for as long as there's been love in the world. I love your voice. I love your face. I love your hands. I love everything you do, and I love the way you do everything. It feels like magic when you touch me. I love the way your mind works, and the things you say. And even though it's all true, all that, I don't really understand it, and I can't explain it—to you or to myself. I just love you. I just love you with all my heart. You do what God should do: you give me a reason to live. You give me a reason to love the world.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Every man in both countries is a singer when he is happy, and every woman is a dancer when she walks to the shop at the corner. For them, food is music inside the body, and music is food inside the heart. The language of India and the language of Italy, they make every man a poet, and make something beautiful from every banalite. These are nations where love—amore, pyaar—makes a cavalier of a Borsalino on a street corner, and makes a princess of a peasant girl, if only for the second that her eyes meet yours. It is the secret of my love for India, Lin, that my first great love was Italian.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Don't worry... It's a great adventure, your life, and it has only just begun.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Sin is a measure of evil.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“I looked at the face—the long, fine nose and wide brow and upward curving lips—and wondered, not for the first time, and not for the last, if my love for him would cost me my life.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“As the universe expanded and cooled down, these very tiny bits of things came together to make particles. Then the particles came together to make the first of the atoms. Then the atoms came together to make molecules. Then the molecules came together to make the first of the stars. Those first stars went through their cycles, and exploded in a shower of new atoms. The new atoms came together to make more stars and planets. All the stuff we are made of came from those dying stars.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“To continue this point, the universe, as we know it, and from everything that we can learn about it, has been getting always more complex since it began. It does this because that is its nature. The tendency toward complexity has carried the universe from almost perfect simplicity to the kind of complexity that we see around us, everywhere we look. The universe is always doing this. It is always moving from the simple to the complex.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“And we are, to the best of our knowledge, the most developed expression of the complexity in our bit of the universe. It would certainly be a major loss if we were to be annihilated. It would be a terrible waste of all that development. But the process would continue. We are, ourselves, expressions of that process. Our bodies are the children of all the suns and other stars that died, before us, making the atoms that we are made of.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Of course, what we know about the universe, and our place in it, is constantly changing as we add more information and gain new insights.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“If we have no commonly agreed criterion for measuring length, we will never agree about how much land is yours, and how much is mine, or how to cut lengths of wood when we build a house. There would be chaos.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Very well. I think that you can see my point here—we avoid chaos, in building houses and dividing land and so forth, by having an agreed standard for the measure of a unit of length.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“...we can only avoid chaos in the world of human affairs by having an agreed standard for the measure of a unit of morality.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“It was a measure of just how lost and lonely I was, in my exile, that I looked forward to fighting him.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Gold fires the eyes with a different kind and colour of greed. Money's almost always just a means to an end; but, for many men, gold is an end in itself, and their love for it is the kind of thing that can give love a bad name.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“I understood their hopeful, innocent excitement, and in a small and distant way I even shared it.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Asking you...it was just a way of closing a door on it. It's just something I had to ask.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“And her words, there is only love, passed like prayer-bead wishes on a thread of possibility as the music and laughter crashed around me.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“When the light on that long night became the dawn...”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“I fell onto the bed and was asleep in seconds. It was a nourishing, dreamless sleep, but I woke after four hours, and I was too alert, too restless, to find sleep again.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“The moon, almost full, was pinned like a medal to the chest of the sky.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“The sound of her voice and the sight of her face pulled all the air from my lungs, and set my heart thumping.”
― Gregory David Roberts

“People haven't stopped believing in love. They haven't stopped wanting to be in love. They just don't believe in a happy ending anymore. They still believe in love, and falling in love, but they know how that...they know that romances almost never end as well as they begin.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“We should've built a life from the stars and the sea and the sand. And I should've listened to her—she told me almost nothing, but she did give me clues, and I know now that she put signs in her words and expressions that were as clear as the constellations over our heads.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“I love their music, Lin, more than anything I have ever heard, from any culture. But in the heart of my love for it, I have to say that I am afraid. Every time I hear them—and I play them every day, when I am at home here—I have the feeling that I am hearing the sound of my own requiem.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“There was too much that I didn't understand. There was too much that I wouldn't allow myself to ask. And I was excited, in that web of connections and concealments. The scent of danger, the smell of fear, filled my senses.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“There is in you, as there is in me, a morbid belief in love, and a fascination for the madness that love puts in its victims.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“But something had changed in the world that Johnny and I knew. The innocence was lost, and nothing would ever be the same. I heard the words tumbling over and over in my mind. Nothing is ever gonna be the same...Nothing is ever gonna be the same...

And a vision, the kind of postcard that fate sends you, flashed before my eyes. There was death in that vision. There was madness. There was fear. But it was blurred. I couldn't see it clearly. I couldn't see the detail. I didn't know if the death and madness were happening to me, or happening around me. And in a sense, I didn't care. In too many ways of shame and angry regret, I didn't care.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Sadness is my one and my only art.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Love goes on forever, once it begins, even if we come to hate the one we love. Love goes on forever because love is born in the part of us that does not die.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“And every day I woke with a dream or a thought of her. Every night I slept with the knife of regret in my chest.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram