“Sometimes I wonder, Balram. I wonder what's the point of living. I really wonder...'The point of living? My heart pounded The point of your living is that if you die, who's going to pay me three and a half thousand rupees a month? ”

“I used to get a big kick out of saving people’s lives. Now I wonder what the hell’s the point, since they all have to die anyway.”“Oh, there’s a point, all right,” Dunbar assured him.“Is there? What’s the point?”“The point is to keep them from dying as long as you can.”“Yeah, but what’s the point, since they all have to die anyway?”“The trick is not to think about that.”“Never mind the trick. What the hell’s the point?”Dunbar pondered in silence for a few moments. “Who the hell knows.”

“Greasy food might not be good for your body, but it does wonders for the soul. A healthy diet may prolong your life, but what would you have to live for? What is the point of living to a hundred if you have to subsist on bland food? One may as well die of boredom.”

“Sometimes I wonder if, instead of falling madly in love, we should aspire to fall sanely in love. But then, what would be the point?”

“What's the point in living if you're not really going to live? Time's limited - choose to enjoy yourself.”

“What's the point of living if you're going to hate the world? Guard your heart if you have to, but don't shut it away.”