Thoughts! what are they? They are my constant friends, who, when harsh fate its dull brow bends, uncloud me with a smiling ray, and in the depth of midnight force a day.

How happy a thing were a wedding, And a bedding, If a man might purchase a wife For a twelvemonth and a day

Sit the comedy out, and that done, when the Play's at an end, let the Curtain fall down.

To become a better you, hurry up and take risks.

Self-hatred is worse than loneliness.

No hair? Don’t care!!

It is by acts and not by ideas that people live.

Focused. I'm a hustler. And my hustle is trying to figure out the best ways to do what I like without having to do much else.

If God gives you a watch, are you honoring Him more by asking Him what time it is or by simply consulting the watch?

I think this dichotomy or opposition between work and play, between leisure and serious stuff, is definitely a bad way of thinking about the useful insights that play provides.

It felt good doing a physical job, and going home each evening feeling like I had really done a day's work.

Cent percent swadeshi gives sufficient scope for the most insatiable ambition for service and a satisfaction of every kind of talent.

I did not like the nothing, and it is thus that I met the empty, the deep empty, the depth of the blue.