Until I knew that it was you inside me, who has so much to say, I hesitated writing.

His pen spoke more to her than he ever did”.In the war of words, some are unwritten and some are unspoken.

After all these years, all I know is, I need not to do anything as a part of remorse.All I need is to write.Because, 'Poetry forgives.

The world is made out of Nutella. You just need to stick your tongue out, so that you could really taste it.

For one more time, he decided to give away smoking.And then, she happened one more time in his head.

He was lying there on his death bed, and he asked for her as his last wish.She came with tears in her eyes. He held her hand and said with a smile, " I wish I died daily", And then a flat line.

Is there a particular way of looking at your love?” she asked.…..Yes… The way you look at me.

Love can be all things.But, Just never enough.

You are so adorable. You can never be bad. Everyone has a hysterical part in himself, and I may be that part you. I’m just a lunatic. Maybe, a demon. And you.You’re the world.

In the search of spark, we forget the beauty of darkness. We forget the purpose of the light.

In the room full of individuals for whom I hold feelings of resentment about, Who might be the first I would converse with, when I am about to bite the dust?

Even this late it happens:the coming of love, the coming of light.

Don't think you can act perfectly. A perfect person doesn't exist. Always strive to give your best effort, and that's it.

At the heart of great leadership is a curious mind, heart, and spirit.

Hitler had a great gift for adjusting - consciously or intuitively - to his surroundings. ... With enormous histrionic intuition he could shape his behavior to changing situations.

What is needed now is a transformation of the major systems of production more profound than even the sweeping post-World War II changes in production technology.

I just remember that whenever I got really mad or passionate, like in an argument, people would laugh, and I'd be dead serious. It would happen a lot. So it was like, Gee, I've got something here.

A lot of really good directors have a killer in them, as if they'd do anything to get that image. But that comes with the terrain and I don't mind it.

America may be the land of the free, but there are definitely more ignorant people there. Most of the population are semi-retarded.

Also, as a rule of thumb, if you find yourself defending your inalienable right to make someone else feel like garbage, you're on the wrong side of the argument.

Hear from the heart wordless mysteries.