Darkness is the only place, where chaos and peace always met and fell in love with each other.

Those who were afraid of the dark and always refused to throw themselves inside it. Never got to see and feel how beautiful it is, to meet and greet one's own demons.

The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.

When fears are screaming in your ears, try to hear the whispers of your faith and run into that dark path. That is how you reach the paradise.

She asked him, to name the monster that he is most afraid of always and looked into his eyes in silence. 'I see him every time whenever I stare into your eyes.' he replied.

The day your heart fills only with fear and insecurities, everything you see becomes the ghost that you were always scared of.

May the fire in your soul, burn down all the fences and walls which this society is trying to build around you.

When the people whom we love the most leave us, we start learning to live with the shadows they have left inside us.

You cannot win a war outside until you have won the war that you are fighting inside you first.

Every sword that was dripping the blood became a pen. Every word that was written in it became a poetry.

They burnt down the whole palace and they laughed menacingly. The shadows of the dreams and memories they burnt alive walked all over the ruins, trying to hold on to the charred pieces of their body.

God always estimates how diligent a person is to his work.

The only way to get smarter is by playing a smarter opponent.

When two men in business always agree, one of them is unnecessary.

Nonetheless, it moves.

We're seeing the convergence of a big, corporate party right now. A sort of bipartisan merger under the figure of Hillary Clinton.

Now the Church is not wood and stone, but the company of believing people; one must hold to them, and see how they believe, live and teach.

The work of vegetation begins first in the irritability of the bark and leaf-buds.

And evermore the waters worship God;-- And bards and prophets tune their mystic lyres While listening to the music of the waves!