She saw him like he was the only star in the whole damn sky. Like he was the only bridge between her sanity and madness.

Those who were afraid of the dark and always refused to throw themselves inside it. Never got to see and feel how beautiful it is, to meet and greet one's own demons.

The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.

When fears are screaming in your ears, try to hear the whispers of your faith and run into that dark path. That is how you reach the paradise.

She asked him, to name the monster that he is most afraid of always and looked into his eyes in silence. 'I see him every time whenever I stare into your eyes.' he replied.

The day your heart fills only with fear and insecurities, everything you see becomes the ghost that you were always scared of.

May the fire in your soul, burn down all the fences and walls which this society is trying to build around you.

When the people whom we love the most leave us, we start learning to live with the shadows they have left inside us.

You cannot win a war outside until you have won the war that you are fighting inside you first.

Every sword that was dripping the blood became a pen. Every word that was written in it became a poetry.

They burnt down the whole palace and they laughed menacingly. The shadows of the dreams and memories they burnt alive walked all over the ruins, trying to hold on to the charred pieces of their body.

Tourism, human circulation considered as consumption is fundamentally nothing more than the leisure of going to see what has become banal.

A WATERY BLISSAs busy as an ice cream freezer, On a Sunday getting hotter, Happy is the honey eater-The busy ocean otter, Floating alongside Teter, On a sea full of water.

Ideas are just a multiplier of execution.

Departure from the literal aspect, rather than mechanical exactness, is the code of the true artist. However, departures are the result of studied intent rather than inability.

Life, whether in this world or any other, is the sum of our attainment, our experience, our character. The conditions are secondary. In what other world shall we be more surely than we are here?

I think everybody has a bent, and the key is to follow that bent. So much human wastage comes from people who are doing things with their lives that they really aren't happy with.

The United Nations has become a largely irrelevant, if not positively destructive institution, and the just-released U.N. report on the atrocities in Darfur, Sudan, proves the point.

Nature also forges man, now a gold man, now a silver man, now a fig man, now a bean man.

It is better to be able neither to read nor write than to be able to do nothing else.