“The glory of the garden lies in more than meets the eye.”

All sensible men are of the same religion, but no sensible man ever tells.

Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.

If you give someone more than they can do, they will do it. If you give them only what they can do, they will do nothing.

I am by nature a dealer in words, and words are the most powerful drug known to humanity.

Tis beauty, so to speak, nor good talk necessarily. It’s just IT. Some women will stay in a man’s memory if they once walked down a street.

Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously—the midday sun always excepted.

If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.

We are the opening verse of the opening page of the chapter of endless possibilities.

Oh East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet.

No printed word, nor spoken plea can teach young minds what they should be. Not all the books on all the shelves – but what the teachers are themselves.

Not getting what you want either means you don’t want it enough, or you have been dealing too long with the price you have to pay.

Nations have passed away and left no traces, And history gives the naked cause of it – One single simple reason in all cases; They fell because their peoples were not fit.

Literature is a splendid mistress, but a bad wife.

If you can keep your wits about you while all others are losing theirs, and blaming you. The world will be yours and everything in it, what’s more, you’ll be a man, my son.

An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.

The world is very lovely, and it’s very horrible–and it doesn’t care about your life or mine or anything else.

Clasp me in your warm embrace, let me feel the love your eyes so boldly promise.

I learned to play with the monsters under my bed. I gave angel wings to the demons in my head. I asked the voices in my mind to sing sweet lullabies and finally, I found the love and fire in my own eyes.

Your eyes are grey storm clouds. I search for them in the downpour.

And just like that, he took my hands, looked me in the eyes, and told me that I was all he ever dreamed of. What he’s always been waiting for.

Your eyes hold stars this world doesn’t know about yet, show them.

The sensation of the sunshine sparkles my eyelids from time to time.

And when sadness lingers in his eyes my soul misaligns.

I found peace in your eyes and calmness in your arms.