“As a woman, we don’t have to hope to get our dues.”

There have been interviews with people saying they are jealous of Kangana. There are so many people who are jealous of my success.

A lot of my friends are getting married, but I don’t think that is what I need. I am under no such pressure that if everybody is having a boyfriend, I too should have one.

What people see is just your career graph and the films you do. But that’s a very small aspect of my life.

Relationships can be very traumatic. But being in a healthy relationship can be very empowering.

Value your health above everything.

A woman’s compassion and gentleness are often taken for her weakness, never push someone to a point where they have nothing to loose anymore, you only give them a freedom not many know, such people don’t only become dangerous but lethal as well

When you are romancing a woman in a relationship, it should be poetic. It should have layers.

All beautiful things in this world are because of women.

I love folk music of any tradition.

I don’t find anything upsetting or gross or degrading about fighting with a mental illness: Bipolar or Schizophrenia.

When I was a little girl I decorated myself with pearls, cut my own hair, wore thigh high socks and heels. People laughed at me.

For my life, I need to make my own choices.

I don’t really give into all that philosophical talks that ‘money is not everything.

People will try and confine you in adjectives, they will either declare you beautiful or call you ugly, either way it will box you, rise above their perception of you, free yourself and let your deeds define you.

The thing about Bollywood is that you can’t just quit it even if you have little fame. You have to stick around and keep trying.

Fashion should be inclusive but what is the point of including others and excluding our own? True meaning of Nationalism is Nation first, our own first.

Much of happiness is hope, no matter how deep the underworld in which that hope was conceived.

Like the rainbow after the rain, joy will reveal itself after sorrow.

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

Never,” said my aunt, “be mean in anything; never be false; never be cruel. Avoid those three vices, Trot, and I can always be hopeful of you.

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful.

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, you’re doing something.

While plunging into her past hole bind yourself with hope, not rope.

Those little specks of burning fire showing me that light is never actually too far away