“Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?”

You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all.

If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.

When reality hurts, make sure to soar above the dream-stained sky!

All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide; but a hidden star can still be smiling at night’s black spell on darkness, beguiling.

Spring is the fountain of love for thirsty winter.

Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.

You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead grave, Just stay with the pale moon when darkness wants the night to be brave.

Take me to ‘nowhere’ when distance belongs here, there, everywhere.

Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.

When you run out of love, it’s really hard to understand whether you have lost your heart or your heart has lost you.

I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.

Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world.

Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.

If you rescue me from my pipe dreams, I’ll stop smoking fantasies.

I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.

We can either chase love, or we become what we love.

If you only enjoy the chase I’m not racing anymore, I’ve set my own pace.

And the boy loved the tree, very much. And the tree was happy.

You are like the first rays of the sun – a whole new world.

You don’t realize that it’s peace over tension and calm over the rain that love is peaceful without any pain.

Let me follow my dream. Let me follow my queen.

The true masterpiece lies within me.

Modern-day love stories are born not out of love, but a tired mind and a restless heart.