“Take me or leave me; or, as is the usual order of things, both.”

The Monte Carlo casino refused to admit me until I was properly dressed so I went and found my stockings, and then came back and lost my shirt.

By the time you swear you’re his, Shivering and sighing. And he vows his passion is, Infinite, undying. Lady make note of this — One of you is lying.

All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.

Money cannot buy health, but I’d settle for a diamond-studded wheelchair.

Writing well is the best revenge.

And if my heart be scarred and burned, The safer, I, for all I learned.

Writing is the art of applying the ass to the seat.

The only useful thing I ever learned in school was that if you spit on your eraser it erased ink.

I hate writing, I love having written.

Los Angeles: Seventy-two suburbs in search of a city.

Ducking for apples — change one letter and it’s the story of my life.

But I don’t give up; I forget why not.

[On being shown an apartment by a real estate agent:] Oh, dear, that’s much too big. All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.

If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

Heterosexuality is not normal, it’s just common.

Creativity is a wild mind and a disciplined eye.

Offering gifts and accepting gifts, opening one’s mind and inquiring in confidence, sharing food, and receiving food are the six exchanges that develop loving relationships.

When others criticize us, we can reject their opinion, and Protect the self. But when we criticize the self, our mind accepts the criticism. We cannot protect the self From self-criticism Take care of what You Say To Yourself About Ourselves.

Ego is just a feeling of having a wall between you and others. There is no wall. You belong to me and I belong to you. You are accepted the way you are.

When you judge others, look at yourself – You too have flaws and the divine nature has accepted you with all your flaws. It doesn’t judge you. Who are you to judge?

Jinnah cannot be honoured in India. He’s responsible for the partition of our country. No Jinnah eulogy is acceptable in India.

Your feelings are your Super powers.

Do you love or criticize yourself? Do you trust or doubt yourself? Want Love? Accept Yourself. Need Respect? Value Yourself.

We are all somewhere or the other a little grey, not black and white. We have our imperfections.