Put your heart mind intellect and soul even to your smallest acts. This is the secret of success.

Put your heart, mind, and soul into even your smallest acts. This is the secret of success.

There is no end of craving. Hence contentment alone is the best way to happiness. Therefore, acquire contentment.

Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret and depression. Do not repeat them in the future.

Moral values, and a culture and a religion, maintaining these values are far better than laws and regulations.

The harder the struggle, the more glorious the triumph. Self-realization demands very great struggle.

Thinking of disease constantly will intensify it. Feel always 'I am healthily in body and mind'.

Crave for a thing, you will get it. Renounce the craving, the object will follow you by itself.

Go beyond science, into the region of metaphysics. Real religion is beyond argument. It can only be lived both inwardly and outwardly.

Desire nothing, give up all desires and be happy.

Today is your own. Tomorrow perchance may never come.

If-Then" is a structured logic of humans' thought, who have memories and imagination in their mind. If both don't exist, Then this quote has never even been written.

I was doing bad movies as a day job. And it almost ruined my life for a while. But I have done 130-odd films, and only fourteen have been spooky ones. Im not spooky! I want life!

In this world we live in, racism is alive and well in all venues. We immediately categorize people, and that's just not right.

Roughly 21,000 new brands are introduced worldwide per year, yet history tells us that more than 90% of them are gone from the shelf a year later.

Males are the most incomprehensible species.

In the cookie of life, friends are the chocolate chips.

The notion that the great artist requires a great patron has been around since the Pharaohs. That the born patron also needs an artist to patronize is a less-studied phenomenon.

We refuse love, and reject society, in so far as it seems, in our own perverse imagination, to imply some obscure kind of humiliation

you have to love life to have life, and you need to have life to love life

But like of each thing that in season grows.