Shruti Haasan Quotes

I was forced to make the decision between art and music which are the only two things I liked as opposed to being able to do them both because that's what I was interested in.

Artistic temperament sometimes seems a battleground, a dark angel of destruction and a bright angel of creativity wrestling.

What do you do when you know you are breaking someone's heart, but to do anything else would break your own?

A great script might come my way, and I could be in the middle of music. So, it's a huge choice that I have to make - if I'm going to go do a movie or if I'm going to turn it down - because it could be an opportunity that could send my career through the roof, and you never know.

I don't think I'd want to concentrate on just acting because I love music, and things are going really well, so I think I will always continue to make music.

I can't take a break from acting but I've learnt to work my way around films and devote time to my music career.

As someone that really likes painting and visual art but also likes video and movies and also music and recording and style and clothes, it was hard to pick what to do with my life.

I understand the angst of a filmmaker.

I will always face the conundrum that the subjects I'm attracted to aren't essentially commercial.

For me, the dilemma is I love Bristol, but you can only do that for so long and not get it back. It's been something that's been hard for me to accept. It breaks my heart.

I stand in this parking lot, realizing that I’ve never been this far from home, and here is this girl I love and cannot follow. I hope this is the hero’s errand, because not following her is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

You lit into me last night. You said what I did was stupid. - That's what my head said. But my heart... My stupid heart... Her voice broke. It was singing.

Taking a deep breathe, I made one of the hardest decisions of my life. I walked away.

I met a young man who was wounded in love, I met another man who was wounded in hatred.

And with that answer, he left me. I would much rather he had knocked me down.

This is what happened in love. One of you cried a lot and then both of you grew sarcastic.

He stared at her fists and at her face and said with upset incredulity, "You promised me you would forgive me-" "Forgive you,"Tatiana hissed through her teeth, tears streaming down her face, "for your brave and indifferent face, Alexander!" She groaned in pain. "Not for your brave and indifferent heart.

what choice have I? I cannot live without you, but I will not destroy your soul." -Edward Cullen

What's weird about the cinema business is that you have to have a thick skin while remaining vulnerable as an artist. It comes with time. You get dumped, your heart gets broken.

The reconciliation is not based on the fact that one of the characters opens his eyes and says, "O brother! O sister! How terrible I was! How right and wonderful you were! Please forgive me! Let's hug and love each other from now until the rest of eternity!" This is not the kind of reconciliation I write about; I write about sad, sober, sometimes heart-breaking compromises.

What makes divorce happen is that you can't be in the same space any more, for whatever reason - but the love stays. And that's the killer. That's where the vehemence and anger and rage comes from.

I suffer from the curse of being multi-talented. There's no doubt about it. Politics and literature have gotten in the way of songwriting.

Oh, are we at the insult part of the breakup?" she says. "Because I got in a lot of practice after what happened with Will. I have several choice things to say about her nose.

You're tearing me apart!

I don't say anything and I feel awful. I tell somebody and I feel worse. I'm having trouble finding a middle ground.