That's how it is sometimes when we plunge into the depths of our lives. No one can accompany us, not even those who would give up their hearts for our happiness.

Above us our palace waits, the only one I've ever needed. Its walls are space, its floor is sky, its center everywhere. We rise; the shapes cluster around us in welcome, dissolving and forming again like fireflies in a summer evening.

Expectations are like hidden rocks in your path , All they do is trip you up

...don't create snakes out of ropes. You have enough to worry about.

Girls have to be toughened so they can survive a world that presses harder on women.

After the fire, when I'd tried to express my gratitude for their kindness to our customers, they'd been awkward, uncomfortable. My father had had to explain to me that giving thanks is not a common practice in India. 'Then how do you know if people appreciated what you did?' I'd asked. 'Do you really need to know?' my father had asked back.

Everyone breathes in air, but it's a wise person who knows when to use that air to speak and when to exhale in silence.