Pressed caviar has the consistency of chilled tar.
I don't know how to put on an act; I always show myself for what I am, in whatever mood I'm in.
My grandfather once told me that there were two kinds of people: those who do the work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was much less competition.
I am proud that I spent the whole of my life in the service of my people. . . I shall continue to serve until my last breath and when I die, I can say, that every drop of my blood will invigorate India and strengthen it.
Opportunities are not offered. They must be wrested and worked for. And this calls for perseverance. . . and courage.
To be liberated, woman must feel free to be herself, not in rivalry to man but in the context of her own capacity and her personality.
Never forget that when we are silent, we are one. And when we speak we are two.
. . . I remember thinking how often we look, but never see. . . we listen, but never hear. . . we exist, but never feel. We take our relationships for granted. A house is only a place. It has no life of its own. It needs human voices, activity and laughter to come alive.
I pulled the burden from off my back and tossed it into the wind. And stretched my arms toward the sky and let my life begin.
Today nearly all historians, whether Christians or not, accept that Jesus existed.
If a university official's letter accusing a speaker of having a proclivity to commit speech crimes before she's given the speech - which then leads to Facebook postings demanding that Ann Coulter be hurt, a massive riot and a police-ordered cancellation of the speech - is not hate speech, then there is no such thing as hate speech.