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"I couldn't find my cup of tea.So probably, I've been simply taking a sip from everyone else's cup. May be it shouldn't matter as long as there is tea to drink. Or should it?"
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"When I perform, it's very personal. I'm sharing things I like, inviting the audience into my room."
"The only barrier that's blocking us from living an abundant life is our unwillingness to share what we have."
"If you know the right path, never keep it to only yourself! If you know the wrong path, never keep it to only yourself!"
"Love only grows by sharing. You can only have more for yourself by giving it away to others."
"The reason why salt and sugar are known to be sweet is that they season other things. Care to share and dare to do it every day!"
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"For grief has always been so dear to you that you would make me writhing in pain in the brothel of your imaginations than to be playing with a bunch of balloons in the yard where I should have been.'And may be that's why, you'd rather talk to me about this, than to write a story about me where I could live happily."
"Loving someone can never be difficult, it's when you judge the other person that everything tumbles.. Loving someone is easy, so I fall, rise or fly in love over and over again.. what's difficult is being loved in return.. Unrequited love is amusing.. It's more fun when the person you love doesn't know you do.. what's difficult is when he does.. and that makes you what you'd never want to be - Vulnerable."
"It's been 12 years now, and I think he still can read my smiles. The way my lips stretch, making my eyes look smaller than they already are. The way my cheeks turn a little red, forming new wrinkles near my eyes. The way the dimple on my face makes a visit whenever I smile meeting someone I haven't seen in ages. It's been 12 years now, and I haven't smiled at him even once."
"He saw her red eyes filled with tears of anger. 'Tell me why this rage?' He asked holding her in his arms. 'Why do you fence for yourself so much?She sighed and muttered, 'Because all I really want is nothing but to be proved wrong."
"No one 'deserves' success; it is either earned with hard work or lost to the hands of fate."
"To write is to reveal oneself.When I write something, fiction or non - fiction, I do not expect you to accept what I write, nor to agree with what I propose.I expect you to spend at least a tenth of a second to think about it - may be not about the characters, nor about the piece, but at least about the idea."
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