I saw spark in your eyes while you chose only flaws in me, that made the difference!

Consciously I love you so intensely, which is why I choose to hurt you unconsciously!

They made love through their eyes, while their gestures conveyed otherwise!

You will love and admire the One who is honest and blunt in his views, as long as you're not his subject of viewpoint!

Perfect love happens not when you're ready but when you least expect, at the most imperfect moment under unpredictable circumstances! Expect Not, Trust Existence!

Perfect Love happens at the most imperfect moments!

Now I get why I'm incapable of flirting for I can't Lie!

At last I found love in literature, songs, movies except my Life. Should i thank myself for discovering the feeling or should I lament that it was never part of my life?

Never crave for anyone, you will get what you're destined in your life! Trust Existence!

It's amazing what people do for love, but the most astonishing fact is how love transforms people...

You don't marry a woman because you love her, you do because you're MAD for her.

The office’ is a cemetery of dreams.

It is pleasing to be pointed at with the finger and to have it said, "There goes the man." [Lat., At pulchrum est digito monstrari et dicier his est.]

Images are made palpable, ironed flat by technology and, in turn, dictate the seemingly real through the representative.

When it meows, one scarcely hears it... It has not the need of words to speak the lengthiest phraseologies.

The flavors of the peach and the apricot are not lost from generation to generation. Neither are they transmitted by book learning.

I love to entertain an audience.

Because technically actors are just public servants really. They just tell stories because people need to be told stories. That's all it is. And yet we get treated as though we're important.

We're only really thinking when we can't think out fully what we are really thinking about!

Conversation succeeds conversation, Until there's nothing left to talk about Except truth, the perennial monologue, And no talker to dispute it but itself.

I often say I've spent more time with photography than I have with literature just in terms of hours.