One cannot say with certainty that whether beauty, strength or intelligence, is boon or bane, until one analyze that endowments on one’s deathbed.

What an intelligence he has, and the icing on cake is, his intelligence doubt itself.

An intelligent man is not interested in knowing what the people are up to, but what the God is up to, because on a stage of world, it is puppeteer that calls the shots.

Beauty is a boon to one but bane to many

The God sculpted her blazing beauty with estrogen, choreographed her fluid moves with progesterone, and at last bejeweled her with his own royal attitude.

If you think, you are different from others, do things different from others.