It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were not natural wonders, coming up of themselves like grass. Yet regardless of where they come from, I cannot remember a time when I wa...
Television hols up a mirror to the true nature of family life today. For the first time people see themselves reflected and refracted within its curved glass screen: helping them to define who the are and how they should behave. The introduction of t...
Warriors of light always have a certain gleam in their eyes. They are of this world, they are part of the lives of others, and they set out on their journey with no saddlebags and no sandals. They are often cowardly. They do not always make the right...
Associated with this inner conflict is a tendency to become hypercritical: unhappy souls almost always blame everyone but themselves for their miseries. Shut up within themselves, they are necessarily shut off from all others except to criticize them...
Some people walk through a hallway with covered mirrors– the hallway is lined with mirrors but there are blankets covering each of them. They go through life believing in an image of themselves that isn't real, and an image of themselves standing i...
Indian cricket, and the youngsters themselves, are dealing with issues inconceivable a few summers ago. Riches and all the attendant temptations are thrown at them before they have started shaving regularly. It's not their fault. It's no one's fault....
Those who deny freedom to others, deserve it not for themselves
Writers are compulsive liars desperately trying to tell themselves the truth.
It is the way of mortals. They fling themselves at life and emerge broken.
Circumstances don't always align themselves with human intention.
All really interesting girls invent themselves.
Just because people can express themselves through their art doesn't mean they are great communicators in person.
No one blames themselves if they don't understand a cartoon, as they might with a painting or 'real' art; they simply think it's a bad cartoon.
Where do men find it in themselves to do such monstrous things?
The great actors always play themselves.
If you just set people in motion they'll heal themselves.
They fancied themselves free, and no one will ever be free so long as there are pestilences.
One can lose themselves in the twilight, when there are no colors to guide the way.
The best actors, I think, have a childlike quality. They have a sort of an ability to lose themselves. There's still some silliness.
People hasten to judge in order not to be judged themselves.
People who can't be witty exert themselves to be devout and affectionate.
