Memory blurs, that's the point. If memory didn't blur you wouldn't have the fool's courage to do things again, again, again, that tear you apart.

Har kisi ne,
Har kisi se,
Har kuch bas 
Chaha hai,
Sab kuch chahne ke
Chakar me khud ko
Chahana bhul bithe....

The violence in the world comes about because we human beings are forever creating barriers between men who are like us and men who are not like us.

You see, to tall men I'm a midget, and to short men I'm a giant; to the skinny ones I'm a fat man, and to the fat ones I'm a thin man.