“The wicked are always ungrateful.”

Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.

Where there’s music there can be no evil.

It is courage that vanquishes in war, and not good weapons.

Love is invisible and comes and goes where it wants, without anyone asking about it.

Tell me what company thou keepest and I’ll tell thee what thou art.

There were no embraces, because where there is great love there is often little display of it.

Facts are the enemy of truth.

Where one door shuts another opens.

Valor lies just halfway between rashness and cowardice.

Diligence is the mother of good fortune, and idleness, its opposite, never brought a man to the goal of any of his best wishes.

History is the depository of great actions, the witness of what is past, the example and instructor of the present, and monitor to the future.

It is one thing to praise discipline, and another to submit to it.

Maybe the greatest madness is to see life as it is rather than what it could be.

He who loses wealth loses much; he who loses a friend loses more; but he that loses his courage loses all.

When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?

I know who I am and who I may be, if I choose.

Since childhood, I have wanted to become Miss Universe India, and I did. I am so grateful to God for that.

Love is perhaps no more than gratitude for pleasure.

Grateful always for the connection we’ve kept since our lives grew apart.

As long as we’ve got somewhere to sleep, a bowl of cereal, and a coloring book we’ll be fine.

Gratitude is a fool’s word; we find it in the dictionary, but it is not in the heart of man.

This year I will try to be thankful for me.

I never knew motherhood could be so truly gratifying until I had Natasha.

My mom and my dad never pushed me into performing. They never prohibited me from trying anything, or being anything. They never restricted me in any way. For which I’ll be forever grateful.