“Speaking the language of scars, stars and wildfires feel lonely, till the time someone holds your hands and talks the same.”

And it was when I was told I don’t deserve light I remembered it’s entirely what I am made up of.

Days, when your heart feels like spring on the inside amidst the fall season, are so fulfilling.

Be a Rhino in front of your obstacles.

Her emotions alike waves of ocean wide, sail the humble, drown the pride.

To forgive is brave.

Somedays I fear my own shadows, and somedays I don’t fear even the sun.

People don’t decide your worth. You do.

Things aren’t falling apart, rather aligning for a greater cause.

Do your best but don’t get lost in the process.

Storms never stay forever. Be it one on the inside or outside.

It’s a beautiful world altogether, when in love.

Peace is what our soul yearns for, chaos is what we feed it with – over and over.

Of all the languages I have ever known, the language of the heart is the easiest and toughest.

With each step you advance in your life, never unlearn the values you were taught as a child.

The tenderness with which the clouds seem to hold the lively lightning appears alike a beloved in my lover’s arms.

And today the setting sun took all my pain away.

When we hold something, anything, in our thought, then somehow coincidence leads us in the direction that we’ve been wishing to lead ourselves.

There are a good many points about which I may be diffident, but when it comes to questions of Truth and intellectual independence, there is no holding me – I can envisage no finer end than to sacrifice oneself for a conviction.

I do not cling to life sufficiently to fear death.

I smoke ten to fifteen cigars a day. At my age I have to hold on to something.

I don’t want to spend money the club doesn’t have; I don’t want to hold a player that doesn’t want to stay.

Women hold up half the sky.

If we take science as our sole guide, if we accept and hold fast that alone which is verifiable, the old theology must go.

One reason, doubtless, why squirrels are so bold and reckless in leaping through the trees is that, if they miss their hold and fall, they sustain no injury.