Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to...

What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps with it alone, she lives.

Fair peace becomes men ferocious anger belongs to beasts.

Like fragile ice anger passes away in time.

Old age, believe me, is a good and pleasant thing. It is true you are gently shouldered off the stage, but then you are given such a comfortable front stall as spectator.

I don't think of myself as a poor deprived ghetto girl who made good. I think of myself as somebody who from an early age knew I was responsible for myself, and I had to make good.

Associate with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation for it is better to be alone than in bad company.

A man is born alone and dies alone and he experiences the good and bad consequences of his karma alone and he goes alone to hell or the Supreme abode.

You are 27 or 28 right? It is very tough to live at that age. When nothing is sure. I have sympathy with you.

Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.

There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the joy of life. The less said about life's sores the better.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.