At the meeting you behaves exactly as Marathi novelists of the last century tell is husbands do in sari shops.

Those who choose differently must suffer the consequences. They must take the pain their decisions bring.

Spoil all the walls with sellotape marks.

I wonder if I should believe what she says. But when you're not strong in yourself, anyone can tell you anything and you'll fall for it.

When you're looking for a relationship, the process weakens you. you feel you have to bear with whatever the other person wants. Each of the people I have met has made this a little more clear.

I have only men like you n novels, men who lived their own idiosyncrasies.

I have only met men like you in novels, men who lived their own idiosyncrasies.

Once you start living together and you see the same person day in and day out, you begin to wonder: was it for this I struggled and toiled? Did he feel that way?

Kaku, the aamti is excellent. Did you put ghee in the daal when it was boiling?

I felt the kind of peace you feel when you come in from a hot afternoon and pour cold water over your feet.

That you should not be here when something we've both wanted happens is no new thing for me. Today too, as always, you're not here.

Love takes off the masks we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

The water. The lake. It flows through our veins, and there's nothing we can do about it… It's like venom.

It is a State of Mind... and am the president

After all is said and done, you are free to choose but you are not free from the consequence of your choice.

I wish I knew what was next. I got this movie without planning to. I'm really excited to be continuing in film because it's a great job but I have my portfolio and resume for any other opportunity.

Hold fast to youth and beauty.

Buechner is a worthy member of the great prose stylists: Pascal, Newman, and Merton, who have harnessed their art to a passionate religious faith.

It is in vain a daring author thinks of attaining to the heights of Parnassus if he does not feel the secret influence of heaven and if his natal star has not formed him to be a poet.

When I was growing up, the exam system didn't allow you to write fiction, so you never did.

I don't know if you look back on your life and just see successes, but probably the first things that pop up are the regrets.