Love's dominion, like a king's, admits of no partition

It is the latest pathetic excuse from an administration that never admits a mistake, no matter how disastrous.

It's an unfortunate incident. He admits he made a mistake.

We want to avoid anything that looks like there is a partition,

admits he prefers Haagen-Dazs to Ben & Jerry's. Even so, he salutes Carbone's efforts to be different. ''There is something good and enlivening and even ennobling about food that makes you laugh, that makes you curious, makes you wonder.

I have grown up listening to my grandparents’ stories about ‘the other side’ of the border. But, as a child, this other side didn’t quite register as Pakistan, or not-India, but rather as some mythic land devoid of geographic borders, ethnicity and nationality. In fact, through their stories, I imagined it as a land with mango orchards, joint families, village settlements, endless lengths of ancestral fields extending into the horizon, and quaint local bazaars teeming with excitement on festive days. As a result, the history of my grandparents’ early lives in what became Pakistan essentially came across as a very idyllic, somewhat rural, version of happiness.