If I was asked to write a poem about her. Every word I use would end up, being her name. And it would still sound so beautiful and breathtaking to me in the end.

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.

You are a prisoner of your thoughts. Expand your thoughts and get out of the prison.

Had an amazing weekend hanging with my pals.

It's important to have a voice; it's more important to use it.

Our life and our death is with our neighbor. If we gain our brother, we have gained God, but if we scandalize our brother, we have sinned against Christ.

When I talk to idiots, I get loud!

The balance of private good and general welfare is at the bottom of civilized morals but the morals of the Heroic Age are founded on individuality, and on nothing else.

There cannot be any greater challenge to the law than trying to adjudicate mass crimes like war crimes.

Where love is deep, much can be accomplished.

For a young cartoonist, they have to get going on the web, because that's where everybody goes for their information. And it really works.

To be a Prodigal's favourite,-then, worse truth, A Miser's pensioner,-behold our lot!