Work is a substitute religious experience for many workaholics.
Our minds and memories are crowded with the common experience of nature.
I've got tremendous respect for different cultures, for the food and everything.
Compassion is a call, a demand of nature, to relieve the unhappy as hunger is a natural call for food.
I used to make my own food and ate on my own in my room.
But while success and failure depend on conditions, the mind neither waxes nor wanes.
Success depends upon previous preparation, and without such preparation there is sure to be failure.
Defeat is not the worst of failures. Not to have tried is the true failure.
Failure is not our only punishment for laziness; there is also the success of others.
There is much to be said for failure. It is much more interesting than success.
Roots is not just a saga of my family. It is the symbolic saga of a people.
My father was the center of the family, and everyone tried to please him.
I find the family the most mysterious and fascinating institution in the world.
If we can't understand the Afghan family, we can't understand Afghanistan.
I live quietly at home among my family and friends.
A family needs to work as a team, supporting each other's individual aims and aspirations.
Eventually I'd like to have a family. I'd like to not be limping around when I'm 50 years old.
A 'good' family, it seems, is one that used to be better.
I would rather start a family than finish one.
I come from a family where gravy is considered a beverage.
People who were close to me - family and friends - they knew about my sexuality.
