“With me and India it's all about leaving and returning. Madras is home. It's a very complicated relationship. When you are away too long you get homesick, and when you are there too long you are sick of home.”
“You can’t keep messing me around like this. It’s been going on too long. I can’t take it anymore. I get sick every time you come around. Then I get sick when you leave. You’re like a disease to me.”
“christmas is a time when you get homesick-even when you're home.”
“DEDICATED TO: YOU -it has been so long,too long,since you have had a home.”
“Was there any fate more bitter than to get what you long for most, when it's too late?”
“I suspected, however, that I wasn't homesick for anything I would find at home when I returned. The longing was for what I wouldn't find: the past and all the people and places there were lost to me.”