“Corporate types love to pretend their life is exciting. The whispers, fist-pumping and animated hand gestures are all designed to lift our job description from what it really is – that of an overpaid clerk.”

Sometimes life is not about what you want to do but what you ought to do.

The pretty girl is always right.

Panic does not help, even if you are unable to answer. Try to ask questions to the interviewers as well and it should be impressive enough.

Be so busy Improving your self that you have no time to criticize others.

When a woman comes into your life, things organize themselves.

Forgiving doesn’t make the person who hurt you feel better, it makes you feel better.

Jealousy is a rather enjoyable emotion to watch.

Pretty girls behave best when you ignore them. Of course, they have to know you are ignoring them, for otherwise they may not even know you exist.

Work hard, but make time for your love, family and friends. Nobody remembers PowerPoint presentations on your final day.

But I guess it’s better for people to shut up rather than rather than say something nasty.

While I am a capitalist at heart and I have no problems with commercialization as such, I believe that while it’s okay if education becomes a profitable business, it’s not okay if it becomes corrupt.

In relationship there are always two types of person: one weaker and the other stronger one. It’s never easier to live being as weaker one!

The younger generation is surrounded by the Internet, apps, and video games. But somehow, my books make them read.

She had perfect features, with her eye, nose, lips, and ears the right size and in right places. That is all it takes to make people beautiful, normal body parts – yet why does nature mess it up so many times?

Even now I try to make each page compelling for the readers to get absorbed in the book.

When we choose a mobile network, do we check whether Airtel or Vodafone belong to a particular caste? No, we simply choose the provider based on the best value or service. Then why do we vote for somebody simply because he belongs to the same caste as us?

Savage, despicable evil. That’s what we were fighting in Iraq. That’s why a lot of people, myself included, called the enemy ‘savages.’ There really was no other way to describe what we encountered there.

No; I did not hate him. The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings. I can say only that I knew the gnawing of a desire for vengeance on him that was a pain in itself and that exceeded all the bounds of language.

The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.

What pen can describe this scene of marvellous horror; what pencil can portray it?

Corporate types love to pretend their life is exciting. The whispers, fist-pumping and animated hand gestures are all designed to lift our job description from what it really is – that of an overpaid clerk.

I can’t please everyone. That’s not in my J.D., you know, not in my job description.

The artist is not a man who describes, but a man who feels.

You are a genius beyond description, so start telling yourself that and become aware of who you really are.