“You have no choice. You must leave your ego on the doorstep before you enter love.”

“Lisbon, to me, is the Lisbon of Pessoa. Just like London is Woolfs, or rather, Mrs. Dalloways. Barcelona is Gaud's and Rome is da Vincis. You see them in every crevice and hear their echoes in ever...”

“I dont want to be remembered for my work. I want to be remembered for my love.”

“This is a day of celebration!Today, we are divorcing the pastand marrying the present.Dance,and you will find Godin every room.Today, we are divorcing resentmentand marrying forgiveness.Sing,and Go...”

“You know how it goes:at some point in your life, you fell in love with someone and had a glimpse of God.Then you abandoned life and loverand started celebratingyour love for God.”

“Of course, I am religious.I worship love.”

“How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?”

“In this sad world of ours sorrow comes to all and it often comes with bitter agony. Perfect relief is not possible except with time. You cannot now believe that you will ever feel better. But this ...”

“There are words like orphan, widow and widower in all languages. But there is no word in any language to describe a parent who loses a child. How does one describe the pain of ultimate bereavement!...”

“Why did everyone send casseroles in times of crisis? Why didn't anyone ever send brownies and Jack Daniel's?”