Justice and injustice indeed begins and ends with the self.

To know how to put what knowledge in which place is wisdom (hikmah). Otherwise, knowledge without order and seeking it without discipline does lead to confusion and hence to injustice to one's self.

During my life journey I've discovered an interesting thing once you stop seeking outside you discover what already resides within.

Very young children love and demand stories, and can understand complex matters presented as stories, when their powers of comprehending general concepts, paradigms, are almost nonexistent.

The day a character becomes predictable is the day a writer should think about moving on - because the reader certainly will.

But when it comes time to decide your fate, they'll sign you on the line right next to Satan. Cause' they don't care about us. They just use us up.

I've had my fill of these city guttersnipes--all that scavenging scum! They're the sort of people, who, if the gates of heaven opened to them, all they'd feel would be a draught.

My father was a painter and he taught art. He once said to me, 'I never knew an Indian child who could not draw.'

What is perfect? Journey, a thing doesn't have to be perfect to be fine. That goes for a picture. That goes for life....Things can be good enough.

I hate being too pretty.

That sort of reception - where everything is assimilated to the world of celebrity - makes me dream of becoming a more recalcitrant, harder to assimilate writer.

Training in God's gym may hurt sometimes, but He will make us stronger.