“I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.”

I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

Compared with me, a tree is immortal.

I dream too much, work too little.

I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.

Cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul.

I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

I felt wise and cynical as all hell.

I am myself. That is not enough.

Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.

I want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same.

Let me live, love and say it well in good sentences.

Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it

Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.

I auditioned for quite a lot of films. I do not wish to name the films I auditioned for. There were times when I knew I would not be fit for this film, or I would not get this film. Still, I used to audition for it just to get experience… to practice.

U.P. is a big state. I don’t have enough leadership experience for such a big state. I requested the party for two experienced associates to help me and work with me.

If there are ripples on the surface of a lake, we cannot see the depth. Similarly unless the mind is restful, we cannot experience the harmony and union within us.

The experience of our life is gets created here not there.

I have found that– just as in real life–imagination sometimes has to stand in for experience.

Your mindset is responsible for all that you experience throughout the day.

In Silence God ceases to be an object and becomes an experience.

Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.