“A professional writer is an amateur who didn’t quit.”

Every gift from a friend is a wish for your happiness.

Jonathan is that brilliant little fire that burns within us all, that lives only for those moments when we reach perfection.

Argue for your limitations, and sure enough they’re yours.

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

You don’t want a million answers as much as you want a few forever questions.

I am subject to that principle, in spirit and in belief of body.

Every person, all the events of your life are there because you have drawn them there. What you choose to do with them is up to you.

Your conscience is the measure of the honesty of your selfishness. Listen to it carefully.

To fly as fast as thought, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived.

Whatever steps we take, they’re necessary to reach the places we’ve chosen to go.

Study a lifetime and you see different colors from the same jewel.

Your friends will know you better in the first minute you meet than your acquaintances will know you in a thousand years.

The simplest questions are the most profound.

Some choices we live not only once but a thousand times over, remembering them for the rest of our lives.

The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy.

The best way to pay for a lovely moment is to enjoy it.

I am who I am today because of my mother.

He who is able to accept everything gladly from the Lord – including darkness, dryness, flatness – and completely disregard self is he who lives for Him.

Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.

Is there any more encouraging sign than to see an Indian, who has never been to a university, like our friend Mr. Asutosh Dey here, for example, carrying out original work and finding it recognized by the foremost societies of the world?

Everything comes to those who wait… except a cat.

Anybody who can drive and doesn’t come out of it a rich man is a fool.

A contemptuous indifference turns into an enemy a woman who, well treated, might have been an angel.

We always love those who admire us, but we do not always love those whom we admire.