For a prince to rescue her, most often a princess has to give him directions.

It is finally about the quality of the conversations and silences we share, isn’t it? We become strangers when we have nothing to say to each other. We die to each other, when the conversations in us die. Sometimes, a little every day, until one day we go completely silent and we are simply left looking at a stranger whose habits we know.

When the moment is right, it simply is.

You are truly home only when you find your tribe.

One waits an entire lifetime for a soul mate to appear. And no, God is not the answer.

You know you have arrived when you have stopped caring about the destination.

Most of the conversations we are ever likely to have with people are the things we do not and cannot say.

They prised open the door in the morning. The beatific expression on his face was exactly what one would find in a temple deity or the just dead – an unsmiling smile. The absurdity and humour was there if one could just see it, the question and answer staring one in the face.

We must learn to talk about the most difficult things, easily.

Be very very very gentle with yourself. The world is very very very hard on you.