" 'Miasma,' I said.
"Abe nodded.
" 'I'll stay away from new bridges,' I said while walking toward the door.
" 'At least think again about taking Amrita and the baby.'
" 'We're going,' I said. 'The reservations have been made. We've had our shots. The only question is whether you want to see Das's stuff it if is Das and if I can secure publication rights'" (Chapter 1, pg. 12.)

"And what, I asked myself, had I done? I would be fifty-four years old in a few weeks, and to what purpose had I spent my life? I had written some verse, amused by colleagues, and annoyed some critics. I had woven a web of illusion that I was carrying on the tradition of our great Tagore. Then I had enmeshed myself in my own web of deceit" (Chapter 4, pg. 39.)

" 'It feels a bit like déjà vu,'...