It rainsAnd rainsAnd rains.But there is a sky above the rain, Nothing can rot the sky.Earth has turned to mud. What of it?The heart of the planet is made of fire, of ardent sun.(from "A Rainy Day")

When will the deathOf Death ever come?from "The Siege

Let them shoot us in the head, My blood will grow rootsand will blossom.

TIMETimeAnd how it slips through my fingersWithout putting its ring on them, And I remain simply its lover

Innocent droplets of rainMake almost all events Quite natural.(from "A Rainy Day")

ABYSSOur country livesAmong the deadAnd dies among the livingSometimes.

Only with a leafcan I talk of the forest,

IN OUR CELLSThey keep us in our cellsFor a long time...And, if we get out, We lug them with us on our shoulders, Like a porter with a chest of goods.

Handcuffs weigh much more than gravestones.(from "Gratitude")

You see, that is the sad, sorry, terrible thing about sarcasm.It's really funny.

Genius is one percent inspiration, ninety-nine percent perspiration.

I would rather be average and wise than be extraordinary and imprudent.

He forced my soul back into innocent belief, not by empty words or false promises but by consistent action that never failed. He was safe.

Fools are without number.

Proust's tea cake has nothing on one hour in a college dorm.

If you want knowledge, you must toil for it; if food, you must toil for it; and if pleasure, you must toil for it: toil is the law.

We vary greatly in the natural advantages that we've been given. The world's not fair

Modi winning or not winning is not important. I can go home tomorrow & open a tea stall but the nation must not suffer.

When you hit a plateau you have to be willing to get a little bit worse before you get massively better.