So I had this completely unrealistic idea of what America was — but I wanted to be there.

If you don't acknowledge differences, it's as bad as stereotyping or reducing someone.

Indian culture is essentially much more of a we culture. It's a communal culture where you do what's best for the community - you procreate.

We are Muslims. My father would pawn off his Muslim in-laws as Hindus just so that he could get free pancakes.

Voter fraud does just barely exist, while racism, according to the Supreme Court, is a thing of the past.

If you choose to be a Muslim then you believe that it is on some level wrong to show the image of the Prophet Muhammad.

I thought [when I was 16] my days were just going to be spent hanging out on a beach and my girlfriend was going to be Miss Teen USA and my best friend will be a dolphin.

I've always said I'm the worst representative of Muslim-Americans that's ever existed, because I've been inside more bars than mosques.

When you're brown and Indian, you get offered a lot of doctor roles.

People lament that there's no roles being written for South Asian or Muslim characters. But their parents don't want their children to go into the entertainment field. You don't get it both ways.

It's an organic thing that I try not to analyze too much, because I worry that it will go away.

There is more to hear in what is not said.

It's great to want to be part of something, but it's a different thing completely to believe wholly in some type of movement, and to give everything for that something.

When people say England, they sometimes mean Great Britain, sometimes the United Kingdom, sometimes the British Isles, - but never England.

There is a working class - strong and happy - among both rich and poor: there is an idle class - weak, wicked, and miserable - among both rich and poor.

Ambitious, absorbing, and poignantly moving.

If there were a button I could press, I would sacrifice myself without hesitating, if it meant millions of people would die.

Be content to love, to dazzle in the light, If only for moments… And then be gone, With gladness in your heart, Before the creeping shadows Claim too much your sadness at leaving.

It was hard to work and work and work and not get your music played on the radio.

Hungary is now on the brink of becoming a neo-fascist state.

I will make you love physics and your life will never be the same.