Salman Rushdie Quotes

Kubrick never explained the ending to us, or what his intentions were. He didn't intend for it to be a predictable film.

On the road from the City of Skepticism, I had to pass through the Valley of Ambiguity.

I don't exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.

Ambiguity is something that I really respond to. I like the complexity of it.

I left the ending ambiguous, because that is the way life is.

Those 12 years, they were ambiguous at best.

Look, it's one of the great mysteries of the world, I cannot answer that question. I think I'm vaguely blonde. To be perfectly frank, I don't know.

I like stories that leave you wanting more, leave you wondering, but don't tell you everything.

I spend a substantial amount of my time endeavoring to fend off questions, and worry terribly that I might end up being too clear.

I didn't quite get 'If I Loved You.' I didn't understand what they're saying. 'Why are they saying if? Are they flirting? Is she being coy? Does she know what she's getting into?' I didn't understand this woman.

There was no precedent. If I asked somebody, 'What do you expect me to do?' they all looked blank. They had no idea; nobody had much idea.

What's really scary about the original 'Blair Witch' is that it doesn't really answer any questions, so what makes that ending so scary is you walk out feeling dirty because you don't even know what happened. It feels wrong.

Movies work, in my opinion, on the best level when they're more enigmatic, when we don't say it's this or that and where it raises more questions than answers.

He's very nice. He's something I replied. She considered this zipping her purse shut. Then she said Well everyone is. Everyone is Something. For some reason that stuck with me simple and yet not every since she'd said it. It was like a puzzle as well two vague words with one clear one between them.

What I mean is, I don't know what I mean.

HASH: There is no definition for this word - nobody knows what hash is.

The more mysterious, the more imperfect: that which is mystically spoken is but half spoken.

I asked you, baby, If you understood- You told me that you didn't, But you thought you would.

It was strange how you could never form any conclusion from what women said. It was not that they did not know what they were talking about, but you never drew the right conclusions.

Slight changes simply make a blur.

The better the book the more room for the reader.

As there was never any question there was never any answer.

One of the curious effects of a bad hangover is that you think you're wrong whether you are or not. Not wrong in particulars, but wrong in general, wrong about everything.

Who can really distinguish between the sea and what's reflected in it? Or tell the difference between the falling rain and loneliness?

It is ludicrous to read the microwave direction on the boxes of food you buy, as each one will have a disclaimer: THIS WILL VARY WITH YOUR MICROWAVE. Loosely translated, this means, You're on your own, Bernice.