Love knows no difference between life and death The one who gives you a reason to live is also the one who takes your breath away

I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life!

Lest we forget: It is easy to be human, very hard to be humane

Love cannot be seeded into someone. It is a fire that is difficult to kindle but once it takes on, it is equally difficult to extinguish.

For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river.

When nothing was, then God was there, Had nothing been God would have been; My being has defeated me, Had I not been, what would have been.

The object of my worship lies beyond perceptions reach. For those who see, the Ka'ba is a compass, nothing more.

The world is no more than the Beloved's face. And the desire of the One to know its own beauty, we exist.

The drop grows happy by losing itself in the river.

For how tiny the world, This ant's egg-and the sky!

Oh, Lord, it is not the sins I have committed that I regret, but those which I have had no opportunity to commit

Dialogue in fiction should be reserved for the culminating moments and regarded as the spray into which the great wave of narrative breaks in curving toward the watcher on the shore.

Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it.

Federal program and services outlay in Puerto Rico is approximately $10 billion per year.

The UK needs more first class studio space to encourage the growth of the film and TV sector.

I learned failure early and mastered it.

My age makes me think how valuable life is. How bad is something like Parkinson's in relation to not having life at all?

Some people say that music isn't something you are; it's something you do. It's having a constant desire to share and express. But I believe it's something you are. To me it's more inward.

I am trying to impress myself. I have yet to do it.

The tabloids operate in an amoral parallel universe where the bottom line is selling newspapers.

Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me; Is't not enough to torture me alone, But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?