To be born in India is to arrive into the world swimming in religion.

The reality is life is a single-player game. You’re born alone. You’re going to die alone. All of your interpretations are alone. All your memories are alone. You’re gone in three generations and nobody cares....

The truth is, immigrants tend to be more American than people born here.

As long as I am breathing, in my eyes, I am just beginning.

Lots of times you can feel as an exile in a country that you were born in.

I was born into public service.

People ask how could I be so conservative. Well, I was born to people raised in 1889.

I WAS born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away.

Not every one of us are born or made free of our own prisons to the extent of ourselves.

I was born in a slum, but the slum wasn’t born in me.

I never saw my grandfather because he had died before I was born, but I have good memories of my grandmother and of how she could play the piano at the old house.

I was born in New York and grew up on a ranch.

From a Hindu perspective, you are born as what you need to deal with, and if you just try and push it away, whatever it is, it’s got you.

If God had wanted us to judge other people, we’d all have been born with silly wigs.

Not every hen lay eggs. Not every hen that lays eggs gets them hatched. Not everyone born with greatness becomes as such. Go, hatch your eggs.

These rough sketches, which are born in an instant in the heat of inspiration, express the idea of their author in a few strokes, while on the other hand too much effort and diligence sometimes...

If supernatural life in God’s paradise is more important than natural life on earth, then the day you received Jesus Christ is more important than the day you were naturally born. Jon 3:6

The most important thing to realize is we’re not blank slates at birth. We don’t start off with nothing in our heads, and then get imprinted entirely by our environment. There’s something in our heads...

There is something in the place where we were born that holds us always by the heart-strings.

I always felt like I was meant to have been born in another era, another time.

I really feel that political will is born out of popular will.

My mother had morning sickness after I was born.

I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I...

I don’t want to be treated like I came from another planet or something or was somehow born with some weird birthright or super power. I don’t view myself that way. I am a normal...

You were born to lead people out of the darkness into light in the power of God. Dare to rise up to this calling! Never stand low for satan to mess up your destiny. You...

The human species was not born into a market economy. Bees won’t sell you honey if you offer them an electronic funds transfer. The human species imagined money into existence, and it exists – for...

Youthfulness is about how you live not when you were born.

After an eternity of seeking the sudden threshold of seeing and finding leaves one filled with a strange paradox of ecstasy and grief. I was born to see.

As a boy, because I was born and raised in Ohio, about 60 miles north of Dayton, the legends of the Wrights have been in my memories as long as I can remember.

I was born in August, no July, 1908.

You were born to journey in the direction of your purpose. Anything that halts your progress is contrary to your design.

Injustice happened to animals as they born an animal, you are born as man what else do you need ?

Stylistically speaking, Barack Obama could hardly be further from Jimmy Carter if he really had been born in Kenya.

It is only the cynicism that is born of success that is penetrating and valid.

When my babe was born, they said it was premature. It weighed only four pounds; but God let it live.

I was born and raised in Ohio. During my childhood, I spent most of my time drawing and reading fairy tales and myths.

I’m doing stand-up comedy. I’m working on a one-woman show about how I don’t like my baby. There is a period of time where a baby is born where the next 3 months is harrowing....

Mum doesn’t like it when I mention that Dad’s a better cook than her. He was born in Spain and spent eight years in Portugal and is exceptional at lots of cuisines.

My upbringing was very un-Hollywood… I was born in New York and grew up on a ranch. I was never really smitten by the business in those days, never a fan type – just a...

My belief is that I wasn’t born into Judaism by accident, and so I needed to find ways to honor that.

I have an odd fetish with nails. I was always doing beauty blogs about nails, and it would be on Fridays called ‘Friday’s Fingertip Fetish.’ It became so popular that a nail polish company approached...

It’s my birthday, who could be calling me? Probably my clone, wondering why he hasn’t been born yet.

My maternal grandmother, Penelope, was a very big figure in my life. She was a child of the Raj, born in India, a debutante who hobnobbed with royals, then married a Canadian, Bill Aitken, who...

I’m very interested in music, but I was not born musical. I honestly do think some people have the knack. I can’t play an instrument. I’m a terrible singer. I’m not about to launch my...

I’m one of those old-fashioned homosexuals, not one of the newfangled ones who are born joining parades.

A moment is born repeatedly in the fields of uncertainty.

Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for them to see themselves-for they are a little vain, knowing themselves...

Dream high, beyond the sky; no matter wings so small, keep vision bright; just dare to learn, for you are born to fly.

I was an only child until I was 11 years old, which is when my sister was born. So for 11 years, it was just me.

I was born in New York City, along with a twin sister. I am five minutes older than Emily. It was Emily, for reasons no one knows – she certainly doesn’t – who called me...