I'm an obsessive person. I like intensity.
I would prefer to have a more appealing job. If I could still change careers, I would prefer it. This unfortunate art is made for long beards and ugly faces rather than for a relatively well-endowed woman.
I have fallen into an abyss. I live in a world so curious, so strange. Of the dream that was my life, this is my nightmare.
I am in no mood to be deceived any longer by the crafty devil and false character whose greatest pleasure is to take advantage of everyone.
There is always something missing that torments me.
I don't want to say anything because I know I am unable to protect you from the harm that I see.
My countrymen have commissioned a bust of the Republic. It will be placed on the fountain of my native town.
There is nothing people can throw at me to say: Do this, do that.
There's all kinds of reasons that you fall in love with one person rather than another: Timing is important. Proximity is important. Mystery is important. You fall in love with somebody who's somewhat mysterious, in part because mystery elevates dopamine in the brain, probably pushes you over that threshold to fall in love.
I'm a huge Aamir Khan fan. I love Aamir, so everything he does is brilliant. We expect something different from somebody like Aamir, whether it's in promotion, or whether it's in a film, and plus it has RajKumar Hirani.
The industrial revolution took the father out of the home and put the kids in school. And then everyone had their own little scene.