People want to see realism in action now. People want the actors to perform than the computers performing. Though I have done both, I enjoy the realism of action more.

I'm not hungry for success. I am only hungry for good work, and that is how it is with most superstars. Every day I tell myself how fortunate I am to be where I am.

I hate partying. If I'm forced to go to a party or a social gathering, I go in at 9:30 and leave at 10 P.M.

I'm a realist. Where I come from, 'phenomenons' don't exist. I'm from a land where people make mistakes and try again, harder, faster; where negativity is not an option.

When you taste super-success after tasting super-failure, there is huge relief.

It's the best thing if your work is your passion in life. It makes me feel like I'm always on break.

I do not hold God ransom to my success; whatever is his will is my way. I stand by moments; I do not stand by time.

Work is work, but family is for life. That's what really matters to me.

I savour the adulation and love I have been getting from my fans and the blessings of elders in my family. Fourteen years have given me a lot and I can't thank God and the industry enough.

Each one of us has his own place in the industry. I've been able to prove that you don't necessarily have to be a Khan to be successful!

I have never believed in being part of any one group or camp.

Your heart has all the feelings, all the perception, and all the love that the universe ever had.

I will tell him that I've always thought he was a monster. And that I want to be his bride

I'm always constantly trying to find stuff that's different. It's a way to keep me on my toes and keep me interested and keep me excited about work.

If you can't energize others, you can't be a leader.

One can be a good critic and a moral observer, but one remains professionally detached as a writer and a filmmaker.

In the society of ladies, want of sense is not so unpardonable as want of manners.

Feydeau's one rule of playwriting: Character A: My life is perfect as long as I don't see Character B. Knock Knock. Enter Character B.

I wasn't thinking of being the greatest. But I knew I had a chance.

Though February lay about her shoulders like a cloak of lead.

A poetess who had died young of cancer had said in one of her poems that for her, on sleepless nights, 'the night offers toads and black dogs and corpses of the drowned.