How art thou out of breath when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

My only love sprung from my only hate.

There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)

Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.

These violent delights have violent ends.

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!

Parting is such sweet sorrow

Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

I am nothing but an imperfect being, who is residing on earth with a perfect God as my guidance and protection.

God lives and works in history. The outward mythology changes, the inward truth remains the same.

Exaggeration of every kind is as essential to journalism as it is to dramatic art, for the object of journalism is to make events go as far as possible.

Bush senior used to say that we have more will than wallet. So he urged the country to attack poverty with a thousand points of light, none of which could be eaten.

Why do people benefit in inverse proportion to their need? Well, market incentives make that happen.

a man who builds a house never really dies.

The Budget is in line with our vision for a skilled & digital India, guided by Mantra of 'Sabka Saath, Sabka Vikas'.

They travel best in gangs, hanging around like clumps of bananas, thick skinned and yellow.

A good process produces good results.

Exploiting a sustainable competitive advantage is great... If you can find it.