Every virtuous act is inspired by a dark secret.

So when will be the time to get on the train? I think.....a little bit almost quite very soon and not long.

I still love you. And sometimes, my friend, the love that I have, and can't give to you, crushes the breath from my chest. Sometimes, even now, my heart is drowning in a sorrow that has no stars without you, and no laughter, and no sleep.

There are no mistakes. Only new paths to explore.

The more you try to be like someone else, the more you find yourself standing in the way.

The simple and astonishing truth about India and Indian people is that when you go there, and deal with them, your heart always guides you more wisely than your head. There's nowhere else in the world where that's quite so true.

If you make your heart into a weapon, you end up using it on yourself.