I am thankful to whatever I have got in my life, but one thing which is always at the back of my mind is my dance academy. I would love to see my dance academy growing.

It's so ironic. When you finally achieve recognition, you hide behind dark glasses.

Age is just a number, and your talent will never fail you. It has no expiry date.

Depend on yourself; you won't be let down.

Depend on yourself and you'll never be let down.

I wish my nose was smaller and that I was a little taller. I also had this perennial pimple problem, so I felt people were just being polite when they said I was beautiful.

I think there is no mantra for success. One just has to be positive and keep doing good work. One must keep moving forward and not think much.

Theres a child within me. Everything is fascinating. The hunger to learn, do better and more creative things never goes.

I had never dreamt Id become an actress. It was destiny that put me in the right place at the right time and gave me the right opportunities.

For me dancing is not just moving your arms and legs but basically it's a very spiritual experience. It's part of me and a second nature to me. You can say it is in my blood.

Mumbai is like Manhattan. Theres a certain pace, a social life and the thrill of a professional life.

He stood up straight and looked the world squarely in the fields and hills. To add weight to his words he stuck the rabbit bone in his hair. He spread his arm out wide. "I will go mad!" he annouced.

Your mind is like a tunnel that has no end, and a baloon, that even too much air cannot burst.

It is not 'Have I got a chance?' It is more often: 'Have I seen my chance?

One mistake is enough for all your life. So, where is the place of a mischief-maker?

True philosophy must start from the most immediate and comprehensive fact of consciousness: "I am life that wants to live, in the midst of life that wants to live."

Knower of the means makes impossible tasks also possible.

Any talented decadent can make unreality believable. To make reality convincing is another matter, a matter for only the greatest masters.

Imagination has given us the steam engine, the telephone, the talking-machine, and the automobile, for these things had to be dreamed of before they became realities.

I just want to do the least work in the least time and make the most money.

At the top of the iron staircase leading to the stage, the good, dry, dusty warmth wraps me round like a comfortable dirty cloak.