That strong mother doesn't tell her cub, Son, stay weak so the wolves can get you. She says, Toughen up, this is reality we are living in.

I consider myself a crayon... I may not be your favorite color but one day you'll need me to complete your picture.

Let me be patient, let me be kind, make me unselfish, without being blind.

We should always be aspiring to know more, and to better ourselves, and to improve ourselves. To improve ourselves, because that's how we improve the world around us, by working within us.

And deep in my heart. The answer, it was in me. And I made up my mind. To define my own destiny

Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem!

Everything we do should be a result of our gratitude for what God has done for us.

Love is an incredible thing but we don't know love like we should. Unconditional love we don't know it because if a person stops stimulating us, we stop loving them.

I am no longer going to become a fictional character to please people. That's too much work.

I need to be surrounded by people as passionate and as dedicated as I am.

To me that's a reflection of love, when someone can see you enjoying yourself, and want to participate, or want to encourage, or want to help you to do something that you enjoy.

Good books make you ask questions. Bad readers want everything answered.

What I think the mentor gets is the great satisfaction of helping somebody along, helping somebody take advantage of an opportunity that maybe he or she did not have.

That is the mystery of grace: it never comes too late.

Be open to your dreams, people. Embrace that distant shore. Because our mortal journey is over all too soon.

I remember that I used to mix with my friends who had brothers and sisters. I was an only child.

My Swaraj is to keep intact the genius of our civilization.

A moratorium on opportunities, please. I need to recover from the last one.

If I ever feel that this is dangerous or I'm scared of it, then that probably draws me more towards it.

Nobody ever mastered any skill except through intensive persistent and intelligent practice.

Of course, literature is the only spiritual and humane career. Even painting tends to dumness, and music turns people erotic, whereas the more you write the nicer you become.