Sometimes one act of bravery is better than a life lived as a coward.-Mukta

The moment you try so hard to forget becomes your sharpest memory.-Tara

The truth remains quiet inside us, floundering like a battered bird, desperately wanting to spread itswings and fly away.-TARA

It took me most of my childhood to realize that traditions have infinite power over us.-MUKTA

I wonder if every girl yearns for her father’s love, almost like waiting to catch the moon hiding in the trees—beautiful, yet so eternally elusive.-MUKTA

Sifting through scattered memories is like sifting through sand. Some remain, some simply slipaway…– TARA

The funny thing is that I feel close to all my characters. Deep, deep inside them all.

You must be a poet, a lady of evil luck desiring to be what you are not, longing to be what you can only visit.

You people have no imagination!

In 1910, eighty-two-year-old Leo Tolstoy flees from his wife and dies in a railway station of exposure.

If the President asked you to help, I don't think anybody could refuse, unless one felt that one couldn't be effective.

Repetition is the father of learning, I repeat, repetition is the father of learning.

We all have our crosses to bear. We carry them heavily, out of love for our brothers in arms. But sometimes you have to let go of the idea that anyone down here is in control.

Hot yoga is the best. When you're in [class], there are no cell phones, no talking, no distractions. You're taking a leave from reality for an hour or so.

Somehow, as a writer, you tend to use words to paper over structural cracks.

As much as I try to grow as a lyricist, I tend to laugh at even calling myself that, because I think that my actual talents lie more in arrangements than they do words.