"Rich kid," Shiva yelled, "you don't know one damn thing! What <i>purpose</i>, man? What thing in the whole sister-sleeping world got <i>reason</i>, … - Salman Rushdie

"Rich kid," Shiva yelled, "you don't know one damn thing! What purpose, man? What thing in the whole sister-sleeping world got reason, yara? For what reason you're rich and I'm poor? Where's the reason in starving, man? God knows how many millions of damn fools living in this country, man, and you think there's a purpose! Man, I'll tell you — you got to get what you can, do what you can with it, and then you got to die. That's reason, rich boy. Everything else is only mother-sleeping wind!"