Married people grow like each other.

A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead.

It's a strange thing to discover and to believe that you are loved when you know that there is nothing in you for anybody but a parent or a God to love.

Eternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time.

I hate you, God. I hate you as though you actually exist.

There are times when a lover longs to be also a father and a brother: he is jealous of the years he hasn't shared.

As long as one suffers one lives.

What have we all got to expect that we allow ourselves to be so lined with disappointment?

I can never think of you as a friend. You can do without a friend.

I refused to believe that love could take any other form than mine: I measured love by the extent of my jealousy, and by that standard of course she could not love me at all.

What are we doing to each other? Because I know that I am doing to him exactly what he is doing to me. We are sometimes so happy, and never in our lives have we known more unhappiness.

I put on a show of confidence as often as I could, but inside, I was a befuddled mess. I secretly wished my mother would live forever. - Merrick Delmar

Just take my hand & let us dance under a chandelier of starlight.

I like to have a good experience. That's all you have.

Sometimes you get into a situation and realize that there is so much more to explore there and ask, why are we jumping off the cliff quite yet?

I sincerely hope that they (relations between India and Pakistan) will be friendly and cordial. We have a great deal to do...and think that we can be of use to each other (and to) the world.

Using taxes to punish the rich, in reality, punishes everyone because we are all interconnected. High taxes and excessive regulation and massive debt are not working.

It was wicked meeting Nelson Mandela.

Karachi captures all of those rifts between ancient and modern, communal and individual. You see them playing out in people's lives.

The Upanishads do not reveal the life of any teacher, but simply teach principles.

No progressive knowledge will ever medicine that dread misgiving of a mysterious and pathless power given to words of a certain import.