“Dreams are the cinema of our minds. And you’re the cinema of my senses.”

Is love worth one million tears?

Broken but beautiful, you are one of a kind. Who is tougher than you?

I’ve found you at last like a diamond glowing high in the endless sky.

Now she won’t play with fire her heart got burned so often.

Over the moon and by the stars resides our love.

I still love you so much more than you think.

In your soul I see all your perfection.

Guide me through the nights like a shooting star.

Every ending is a beginning, and thus beginning shall bring hope.

You know we’re all made of stardust? We’re remnants of old stars.

You’re as beautiful as the moon in the wilderness of the moon.

In times of speed dating, focus on real connections and wild soulful sex.

I’m missing you a lot but its time to move on.

The night is full of stars but none glows as bright as you.

Love me madly, quietly, wildly.

Smile right now, winsome girl, and life shall smile you back.

The future of cinema and communications is all about collaboration and the decentralized control of storytelling.

Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

In the Indian film industry, especially those of us who are in mainstream cinema, we invariably play a typical hero’s role.

The one-word cinema wasn’t possible for me anymore. I’d hit a wall, a dead end. Therefore I thought I’d turn back.

I believe there’s only good cinema and bad cinema.

I didn’t go to the cinemas a lot as a kid.

Unfortunately, cinema critics are very few in America, 400-500 people, but there are more critics of Iran.