It’s not the application that is stopping people from using timeless knowledge passed on to us, it’s the acknowledging part.

When we say forever, we are talking about a desire.

It takes great character and understanding of human emotions to help someone you shouldn't be helping under normal circumstances.

Religion as a philosophy is superior to religion as a practice.

Coincidentally, the words RELIGION and BULLSHIT both have eight letters.

Religion suits everyone’s needs, believers, agnostics, atheists and god, just in case it exists

I am not sure if some people are luckier than others, but one thing’s sure: right place, right time, you can define it however you want, some people get more opportunities than others.

I don’t think carrying an umbrella during monsoons is luck.

Like some people are bad at math, some people are bad at talking to women. And some at both, now that’s luck I guess.

How would you complete with people who are more talented, more popular, who get better training, better mentoring and who get their share of luck, without some luck?

Good luck in a way is bad luck not occurring, but the world wants stories of how bad luck happened, and how good luck played a savior.

In a society of thinking humanity, it should always be, humans first, and then Gods, Krishna or otherwise.

..the writer’s obsession – the desire to know and communicate, or, rather, to know everything so as to communicate with the greatest degree of precision.

A man's weakest spots are almost always closest to his passions.

A great imperative imparts a wonderful impulse to the spirit.

I've never seen a movie in Hebrew about Jesus. I have three kids, I don't have enough time to watch TV.

I like to play guitar, jam out, play the blues, go watch movies. I love movies.

There is plenty of Hühnerfleisch in the Kühlschrank. (There is plenty of chicken in the fridge).

As writers, we are exploring the mystery, the mystery of existence.

We call ours a utilitarian age, and we do not know the uses of any single thing. We have forgotten that water can cleanse, that fire can purify, and that the Earth is mother to us all.

She forced herself once more to think of nothing, to keep her consciousness immersed, as a little dog that one keeps under water until he has stopped struggling