{"author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri","total_quotes":51,"quotes":[{"text":"It's easier to surrender to confinement.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["confinement","immigrant-experience","surrender"],"id":8263,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"He still had the power to stagger her at timessimply the fact that he was breathing that all his organs were in their proper places that blood flowed quietly and effectively through his small sturdy limbs. He was her flesh and blood her mother had told her in the hospital the day Akash was born.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["birth","children","motherhood"],"id":9120,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"He told me he was working as an interpreter in a doctor's office in Brookline, Massachusetts, where I was living at the time, and he was translating for a doctor who had a number of Russian patients. On my way home, after running into him, I just heard this phrase in my head.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["time","doctor","me "],"id":15581,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"I returned to my existence, the existence I had chosen instead of you.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["choices","existence"],"id":15964,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"The knowledge of death seemed present in both sisters—it was something about the way they carried themselves, something that had broken too soon and had not mended, marking them in spite of their lightheartedness.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["death","sisterhood","sisters"],"id":33182,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"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.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["body","heart","lovemaking"],"id":38711,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"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.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["inspirational"],"id":45400,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"In a world of diminishing mystery, the unknown persists.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["mystery","unknown"],"id":47010,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"A woman who had fallen out of love with her life.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["depression","lonliness","lost","need-for-healing","sadness","uncertainty"],"id":48156,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"},{"text":"But he was no longer in Tollygunge. He had stepped out of it as he had stepped so many mornings out of his dreams, its reality and its particular logic rendered meaningless in the light of day. The difference was so extreme that he could not accommodate the two places together in his mind. In this enormous new country, there seemed to be nowhere for the old to reside. There was nothing to link them; he was the sole link. Here life ceased to obstruct or assault him. Here was a place where humanity was not always pushing, rushing, running as if with a fire at its back.","author":"Jhumpa Lahiri","tags":["home","identity","immigration"],"id":53831,"author_id":"Jhumpa+Lahiri"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":51,"pages":6,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}