Robin Saikia

"...a fish flew out of the Adriatic and went hurtling over our heads. It was startlingly romantic. I can still see it: the streak of gold and silver; the glistening, feral texture of the scales; the fi…"

"These are arts that those who ridicule should not so readily despise, since they lighten melancholy and foster friendship."

"His rumbles of content, and warm black fur, thawed the frost of my soul, and dispelled the torpor of despondency."

"Every time I look at a work of art, however good or bad, I always begin with the principle of "graceful acceptance." You always get so much more that way."

"Every man that has felt pain, knows how few the comforts are that can gladden him to whom health is denied. I fed Hodge valerian to ease his agonies. I bought oysters for his delight, these being soft…"

"It took a Frenchman and a Russian to give us clearer verbal snapshots of what the city-as-organism really is: Proust, “a chain of marble cliffs…”; Brodsky, “innumerable strands of coral reefs…” I thin…"