God sends the dawn that we might see the might-have-beens that still might be.

Ever wonder what crime you committed that you are confined to a small enclosure above your sinuses, under permanent skull arrest?

Sometimes the best way to forgive is to let the other person forget.

The artist gazes upon a reality and creates his own impression. The viewer gazes upon the impression and creates his own reality.

Some say that true love is a mirage; seek it anyway, for all else is surely desert.

What is certainty but the refuge of those whose faith is not strong enough to entertain doubt.

We are Godseekers all, though some be churchgoing believers and others pilgrims to an unknown shrine.