Nature was taking back what had once been hers.

Dose it ever amaze and delight you that of all the places in the world - cold grassy nests under hedgerows, warm patches of sun on a carpet - the cat chooses to sit on your lap?

God was dead. Let Him rest in peace. Now, finally, the earth was hers with no taint of Heaven.

We are one another’s angels.

The exhilarating alignment of the heavens was sufficiently rare that she recognized her moment of joy, thus making the joy that much more potent.

From long experience she knew that she wore her loneliness like armor. Very few people ever recognized it for what it was. To the casual observer it looked very much like arrogance. Sometimes it was.

Let your playerhaters be your motivators.

The full life depends, not on the range of experience but on the intensity of the interest, the emotion involved, and on its being a personal interest.

Many thousands of people have had the experience of finding the first friend, and it is none the less a wonder; as great a wonder (pace the novelists) as first love, or even greater.

Ambition is vital, but dangerous: it is a keen motive and a driving force, but over what edge can it drive the artist?

To live life well is to express life poorly; if one expresses life too well, one is living it no longer.

My things really are written with an appalling lack of practicality!

I still feel that I am in my prime right now but I think my best fights were in my thirties.

Work makes a callus against grief.

Learnt a lot like timing, voice modulation from Mohanlal sir. He is perfect in everything.

The script is the musical score, and everyone has to play off that score. Even I have to interpret it. The producers are there to eliminate obstacles to that interpretation.