“The only way to make a spoilt machine work again is to break it down, work on its inner system and fix it again. Screw out the bolts of your life, examine and work on yourself, fix your life again ...”

“Let your autobiography contain these words; "I was able to think positively, love affectionately and work efficiently". Thinking, loving and working are what make us different from animals and trees.”

“In science, work (W) is done when force (F) move a body through a distance (D). It is the same with our every day affairs. When you don't progress, no work is done irrespective of the force (power)...”

“To become a better you, be diligent and never let the charms of procrastination and excuses seduce you to fall for mediocrity.”

“Plant your tiny seeds and keep watering them every day. Soon, theyll grow.”

“Work hard and take risks. Try it before you confirm it is difficult!”

“Why escape your intended purpose by copying and trying to be someone else? You will discover who you were meant to be only after you have shown confidence being yourself.”

“You have a unique gift to offer this world. Be true to yourself, be kind to yourself, read and learn about everything that interests you and keep away from people who bring you down. When you treat...”

“Unapologetically be yourself everyday in every way.”

“About all you can do in life is be who you are. Some people will love you for you. Most will love you for what you can do for them, and some won't like you at all.”

“Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.”

“I find the best way to love someone is not to change them, but instead, help them reveal the greatest version of themselves.”

“This music ebbs and flows, irregular, sad. It reminds me, weirdly, of watching the ocean during a bad storm, the lashing, crashing waves and the spray of sea foam against the docks; the way it take...”

“He hid in the crowd, she hid in herself.”

“And it is because we all of us know of this sombre power and its perilous manifestations, that we stand in so deep a dread of silence. We can bear, when need must be, the silence of ourselves, that...”