“Like a garbage truck, we need a ‘lie-truck’ which will collect lies from everyone’s houses every morning, even every hour!”

Everything cannot be possible without thinking that everything is possible!

One hundred sparrow does not make one eagle.

An honourable public and a dishonourable dictator cannot live together; at the end, the latter goes!

You cannot separate the old furniture from the memories and the memories from the old furniture!

Literature is a microscope; it shows us the unseen!

Violence is the tool of the barbarian; aggression is the method of the primitive; bloodshed is the way of the savage; cruelty is the manner of the brutish! To be called as a ‘civilised,’ man must be peaceable!

If you don’t like an idea, put another idea against it! If you use your fist against an idea that you don’t like, you only prove how horribly primitive you are!

A man who sits under a tree and dreams makes more journey than a man who goes around the world without dreaming!

It is a good habit to thank always the bridge which takes you to the other side or to mention the name of the bridge or to take the photo of it or to repair it if you can! In short, do something good for those who do goodness for you!

We need clear days to see the horizons; we need foggy nights to see beyond the horizons! Man sometimes can think much deeper when he sees less!

Stupid man produces noise; clever man produces silence!

If you do not read and listen to the opposite ideas, you can always remain a stupid person! Opposite ideas, however contrary they may sound, are your greater chances on the way to truth!

If this universe is the House of God, then I must say it is quite a dark house despite several hundred billion suns!

Always seek for balance in your life: If you stayed long in the darkness, walk long in the light; if you talked too much, stay silent for a good while; if you climbed the high mountains, hike long on the plains! Balance everything!

When you see your fellow religious man, don’t call him brother; but when you see a man of honour, a man of goodness, a man of peace, a man of ethics, now you can call him as your brother!

The longest distance in the universe is not between the stars, but between the religion and the truth!

I had a guitar when I was 6 or 7, a plastic guitar with the Beatles’ faces on it. It would be a collector’s item now. It would fetch a hefty sum, I imagine.

At Age 11, I used to listen to Madonna’s Immaculate Collection every day

When I’m lying in bed I think about the next collection. That makes me sound insane, doesn’t it? That I’m getting into bed with David Beckham and thinking about clothes.

She was only a collection of flaws and she was beautiful.

You are not your bank account, or your ambitiousness. You’re not the cold clay lump with a big belly you leave behind when you die. You’re not your collection of walking personality disorders. You are spirit, you are love.

When a group of people get together, it’s collective power. You know that you’re doing it for the good.

I’m in a business where no one cares about anything except how well your last collection sold.

The “we” of your divine birthright – the one that is aware of its place as part of the collective whole – knows that it is your sacred obligation to shine your brightest light, not just in your moments of glory but each day.