“Hang on! God will be thy strength in any act of your pursuit.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind

“Opportunities pop up for everybody all of the time. It's the way that we progress. It's whether or not you're in the right frame of mind or in the right stage of your life or if you're even looking for them [that determines] whether or not you see them. [...] As you take more risks you see opportunities more easily.

[Risks are] never the safe option, but for me the safe option is the worst option. [...] The riskiest life I can think of is letting yourself to be molded into this comfortable, same-as-everybody-else routine. For me, that is risking my whole life.”
― Ben Brown

“Those who find courage to pursue their dreams, manifest gladness of the soul.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind

“Whatever your faith prompts you to do, begin now.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita, Think Great: Be Great!

“Graveyard of Dreams (The Sonnet)

When the heart is born in the middle of a desert,
Is it wrong for them to set out in search of water!
Or should the heart remain a handicapped patriot,
Never to realize and manifest their rightful power!

No heart is ever known by the land they are born in,
Heart is known by the light it pours out into the world.
I say, cut off all allegiance to the intolerant desert,
And seek out the land where your roots are watered.

Heart's allegiance is only to light, not to some puny tribe,
Land your feet where they greet you with garland, not shackles.
Those who continue to peddle patriotism to guilt trap the genius,
Are the last people to deserve exclusive rights to light universal.

Seek out an environment conducive to your light,
Instead of being chained to the graveyard of dreams.
Wield your light with all your conviction and dignity,
And you'll illuminate all, even the dreamkilling fiends.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown

“Seek out an environment conducive to your light, instead of being chained to the graveyard of dreams.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown