If Only A Man Could

When I Was Growing Up In The South Indian City Of Madras, There Were Only Two Political Parties That Mattered; One Was Run By A Former Matinee Idol, And The Other Was Run By His Former Screenwriter.

The Coop Is Guarded From The Inside.

Every Book Is A Kind Of Struggle, And It's A Miracle When It Comes Out.

If Only A Man Could Spit His Past Out So Easily.

Greenwich Village Always Had Its Share Of Mind Readers, But There Are Many More These Days, And They Seem To Have Moved Closer To The Mainstream Of Life In The City. What Was Crazy 10 Years Ago Is Now Respectable, Even Among The Best-educated New Yorkers.