A flame that flickered, And a soul that whimpered, A candle that blazed, And a fragrance that raised. The flames were fed the same, But one remained diminished, While the other touched vintage!

There are only two most powerful situations- being so small that you have nothing to lose and being so big that you don't care what you lose!

Not all doors open in the same direction and with the same effort!

Avoid selling to dumb customers, there aren't enough left!

When God said 'Let there be light'.May be he meant it Inside.

It was in the horizon of existence, that the Big Bang must have created our souls, we loved each other like the plane of time doesn't hold a fleck of control over us.

For once, engulf, not air, but hope.For once, breathe on, a firm belief!

The sand in the hour glass isn't meant to stick together. It will flow exactly same today, how it did ten years back. That's how much reliable that stuff is. The stuff that can be consistent.

I was moving around with my imperfect, broken pieces until you came across and stitched my flaws with your words.

I die a little everyday, in trying to revive what I lost yesterday!

Love makes you do, the best of things.Love makes you do, the worst of things, It's a feeling extreme, that doesn't exist in between.

She was thinking she needed to post a letter in the Lonely Hearts column in the Silver Town Gazette: She-wolf seeking male wolf who believes in ghosts. No others need apply.

It's not important to be defined, it's only important to use your time well.

We cannot solve the problem of terrorism by asserting our will on the world.

The rules of grammar are mere human statutes, which is why when he speaks out of the possessed the Devil himself speaks bad Latin.

Al Qaeda is almost all in Pakistan, and Pakistan has nuclear weapons. And yet for every dollar we're spending in Pakistan, we're spending $30 in Afghanistan. Does that make strategic sense?

Filmmaking is exploring. Why would I want to make a film about something I already understand?

The sacred influence of light appears.

We deserve punishment and get forgiveness; we deserve God’s wrath and get God’s love.

Without death,' he answered, 'life is meaningless. It is a story that can never be told. A song that can never be sung. For how would one finish it?

I always seem to be singing against the grain.