Now an old man, it seemed as though Hugo had long forgotten what it felt like to have joints that moved freely, without pain.
— Bhaskar Paul, Memoir of a Lost Odyssey
“When she laughed, the world would laugh with her and when she wept; the whole world would want to comfort her.”

“Somehow, his smile always made me feel secure; made me feel that nothing bad would ever happen to our little town of Shivpura.”
