“Just be nice to me while I am doing the scene; that is all. I don’t want big cars, I don’t want big hotel rooms.”

For someone who doesn’t even like love stories, I’ve played an awful lot of lovers.

To everybody here’s looking at all the colours of light. May your happiness be in all shades, vibrancy & madness of these colours.

Don’t become a philosopher before you become rich.

There’s a personal me, there’s an actor me and there’s a star me.

The end of one story is the beginning of another.

Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls your life.

Study hard. Work hard. Play harder. Don’t be bound by rules, don’t hurt anybody and never ever live somebody else’s dream.

I Came To Mumbai With Just Rs. 1,500. My Mother Gave Me Before She Died.

You never win the silver, you only lose the gold.

You train. You fight. You succeed. Then do it all over again.

I’m too shy to do kissing scenes.

It’s not that I wear fantastic clothes, it’s just that clothes look fantastic on me.

I learnt very early in life that whenever there is a choice between peace of mind and piece of ass, go for the former.

Whenever you’re feeling down. And I am not around let the sight of me be the reason you smile.

I don’t teach my children what is Hindu and what is Muslim.

Well Mandira, I hope not. You see, I started both their careers. And as far as I can remember, I started yours too.

I go to movies, go out with friends, go to car shows. I have a zoo.

I was always quite good at fixing and working with cars. My dad’s always dealt cars, and I’ve always been brought up around them. They’re one of the things I’ve always been interested in.

I’m just a careful person around wheels and stuff like that. I try to be as cautious as I can, cause I lost friends to motorcycle accidents and car accidents. So I don’t ever play around anything like that.

I met you the way a fast car meets a tree. The slightest slip sent me careening into you. Half-conscious I remained at the scene, bones broken, blood spilled, fire burning.

All we ask for is registration, just like we do for cars.

Isn’t it fun getting older? is really a terrible fallacy. That’s like saying I prefer driving an old car with a flat tire.

We were making love in the back of a truck and we got carried away.

I couldn’t repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.