The hand betrays the heart.

With fatal, fatal Love a girlhood goes.

A guest should be permitted to graze, as it were, in the pastures of his host's kindness, left even to his own devices, like a rational being, and handsomely neglected.

[Death:] The one inexorable thing!

Children are born optimists and we slowly educate them out of their heresy

Quotations (such as have point and lack triteness) from the great old authors are an act of reverence on the part of the quoter, and a blessing to a public grown superficial and external.

High above hate I dwell, O storms! farewell.

The fears of what may come to pass, I cast them all away, Among the clover scented grass, Among the new-mown hay.

Life is a breathing-space between two eternities, a holiday with appalling realities behind and before.

Character demonstrates itself in trifles.

I am not in the least given to any violent interest in womankind, however, such as has addled the country's brains of late. Give me a manandwoman world: 'tis good enough!

You create silent enemies by revealing how much God had blessed you.

You came into my life like the rain to the parched desert!

If you do not contribute to the Kingdom, you are not a grateful citizen of the Kingdom.

Acting is mostly about listening. If you just focus in on what the other person is saying, acting takes care of itself to quite a large extent.

You forget your victories, but you remember the losses.

In the end, we all are who we are, no matter how much we may appear to have changed.

Two evils, monstrous either one apart, Possessed me, and were long and loath at going: A cry of Absence, Absence, in the heart, And in the wood the furious winter blowing.

It is just as cowardly to judge an absent person as it is wicked to strike a defenseless one. Only the ignorant and narrow-minded gossip, for they speak of persons instead of things.

Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.

Satguru knows that there is no death to the disciple. Atma never dies. Even after death he continues to get direction on the path