Life

The house was silent, but somewhere in the garden was a swimming pool filled with unsettled water.

There was a point where I was making four movies a year. I was always on a set. I had no stories to tell. I was feeling empty. My life was just luggage and hotels and from set to set, from character to character. And one day, I said, 'And where is mine?' You know? And the moment I started to feel that fear, I stopped and I slowed down.

... In the world, it will be women, mostly colored and poor. Women will have to bury children, and support themselves through grief.

We spend lots of time in nurturing relationship,some person are lucky enough to do it for deserved ones but most of us are unlucky because when it seems we have nurtured very patiently and carefully, we end up with wrong person. That's Life...

What do we do after things fall apart? Do we run to the familiar once again? Do we attempt to numb the pain with distractions? What do we do after things fall apart?

Life’s contentment is like an abstract edifice with a domed ceiling of insanity.

You must understand that when you are writing a novel you are not making anything up.

Who misses what they have never, ever even imagined?

We all choose our way of life, and that makes us who we are. We're not a reflection of our choice, we're a choice.

No fairy godmother had ever spent time helping a poor and humble milk maid who was destined to die even poorer and humbler.

The difference is,Now I cant call you anymore…I cant hear your calming voice,I cant hear your wordsThat made me always feel better,Now I am just all aloneIn this dark and cold room.

I hate forcing myself to go to bed to avoid committing suicide.

As a body everyone is single, as a soul never.

When we reject our origins, we become the product of whatever soil that we find ourselves planted; the colors of our leaves change as we consume borrowed nutrients with borrowed roots and, like a tree, we grow.

For if you try to forget yourself, force your heart and thoughts to become indifferent to the sight before you and take share of that entity which seems like one of the courses of the meal.

The world is full of countries that have only come into existence in the last couple of hundred years, or even in the last few decades, while changes to borders are happening every day.

You mean something like ‘truth or dare’? I haven’t played that in a long time.” She didn’t think he would ever get himself entangled in a game like that, but it was addictive, a compromising icebreaker featuring all the strategy of Poker, minus the cards, mixed with a dash of danger from Russian Roulette, without the revolver.

They never die who have the future in them.

Life isn't a lazy cruise on some endless, calm, and temperate sea. Life is a raging ocean with swells and tidal waves that wreck and sink your boat. Life is a series of storms―overcast skies, fierce winds, and pelting rain. You were meant to be immersed in it all―first to float, then swim, and eventually to walk on water.

Inhumanity is part of humanity as much as suffering is a part of stories. Cruelty is written in the human script.