“We colour the world, Not with the darkness of our pasts, But with the rainbow of our hope.”

“The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.”

“No, women like you don't write. They carve onion sculptures and potato statues. They sit in dark corners and braid their hair in new shapes and twists in order to control the stiffness, the unruliness, the rebelliousness.”

“Some days are like this. And the only way to get through them is to remember that they are only one day, and that every day ends.”

“There are always people willing to commit unspeakable human atrocity in exchange for a little power and privilege.”

“A Sunrise is God's way of saying, "Let's start again.”

“But hope is no less realistic than despair. It is still our choice whether to live in light or lie down in darkness.”

“They stared at each other for several long minutes hoping the other would give in. Finally she broke. “Fine, will you go in with me then?” “Will it make you feel better?” “Yes.” “Sure thing. The worse thing that could happen is people will think you are carrying my baby. I’m sure it’s perfectly normal for a female teacher to be with her male student at a pharmacy in the middle of the day buying a pregnancy test. What could go wrong?” he asked wryly.”