“When Mrs. Jinnah feels cold, she will say so, and ask for a wrap herself.”

India is not a nation, nor a country. It is a subcontinent of nationalities.

Character, courage, industry and perseverance are the four pillars on which the whole edifice of human life can be built and failure is a word unknown to me.

If we cannot agree, let us at any rate agree to differ, but let us part as friends.

No struggle can ever succeed without women participating side by side with men.

My message to you all is hope, courage and confidence.

Think 100 times before you take a decision, But once that decision is taken, stand by it as one man.

Any idea of a United India could never have worked and in my judgment it would have led us to terrific disaster.

You will have to make up for the smallness of your size by your courage and selfless devotion to duty, for it is not life that matters, but the courage, fortitude and determination you bring to it.

Religion should not be allowed to come into Politics. Religion is merely a matter between man and God.

My message to you is: build up physical strength not for aggression, not for militarism, but for becoming fighting fit, all your life and all the time in every walk of life of your nation wherever you be and always to be a force for peace, international amity and goodwill.

I do not believe in taking the right decision, I take a decision and make it right.

There are two powers in the world; one is the sword and the other is the pen. There is a great competition and rivalry between the two. There is a third power stronger than both, that of the women.

Expect the best, Prepare for the worst.

I have full faith in my people that they will rise to every occasion worthy of our past Islamic history, glory and traditions.

That freedom can never be attained by a nation without suffering and sacrifice has been amply borne out by the recent tragic happenings in this subcontinent.

We are now all Pakistanis – not Baluchis, Pathans, Sindhis, Bengalis, Punjabis and so on – and as Pakistanis, we must feet behave and act, and we should be proud to be known as Pakistanis and nothing else.

Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you’ve got a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies- God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.

I have felt warmth in lies, and coldness in truth. This is how I know that morality, transcends the physicality of temperatures.

Your words were cold. I felt them as they crashed through my bones.

Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear.

You were fully clothed in lies, I was naked in truth. Still, when morning came It was I who survived the cold.

Honesty is praised and left in the cold.

Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.

How can this warm heart treat me so cold?