“The illusion that you could hold to yourself the things you most want and lose the things you least wanted to keep is the struggle of life.”

I am happy making the films I make and I would like the West to be impressed with what we do from India.

I trust two people, myself and the other is not you, its God.

I talk to Allah, I pray to him.

Stand by what you believe in. People who mind won’t matter and people who matter won’t mind it.

I could lie and say my wife cooks for me, but she doesn’t. My wife has never learnt cooking but she has great cooks at home.

I know it’s very idealistic and utopian, but I believe we need to just let everyone not be judged in terms of religion, groups or nations or region.

Feels like forever, seems like yesterday.

The dreams I chased took me on a journey, a journey more rewarding than the goals.

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.

I suppose these ginks who argue that way hold that because the rich man gets ice in the summer and the poor man gets it in the winter things are breaking even for both. Maybe so, but I’ll swear I can’t see it that way.

Hate gets going, it goes round, it gets older and tighter and older and tighter, until it holds a person inside it like a fist holds a stick.

Poetry is to hold judgment on your soul.

I hold that man is in the right who is most closely in league with the future.

We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?

In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.

Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.

There are some needs only you can see. There are some hands only you can hold. There are some people only you can reach.