My waking thoughts are all of thee. Your portrait and the remembrance of last night's delirium have robbed my senses of repose. Sweet and incomparable Josephine, what an extraordinary influence you have over my heart. Are you vexed? Do I see you sad? Are you ill at ease? My soul is broken with grief, and there is no rest for your lover.

As if all the suffering was not enough, I was also accused of the death and misery of my own loved ones, my Gujarati brothers and sisters. Can you imagine the inner turmoil and shock of being blamed for the very events that have shattered you!

The nearest friends can goWith anyone to death, comes so far shortThey might as well not try to go at all.

Working with Love and Death on 'Let Me Love You' was sort of a supernatural experience. I was mourning the loss of a loved one when I recorded the song.

Art is a microscope which the artist fixes on the secrets of his soul, and shows to people these secrets which are common to all.

When Clark Gable died, I cried for 2 days straight. I couldn't eat or sleep.