Ruskin Bond Quotes

Happiness is a mysterious thing, to be found somewhere between too little and too much.

and when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.

It's courage, not luck, that takes us through to the end of the road.

To be able to laugh and to be merciful are the only things that make man better than the beast

Normally writers do not talk much,because they are saving their conversations for the readers of their book- those invisible listeners with whom we wish to strike a sympathetic chord.

Book readers are special people, and they will always turn to books as the ultimate pleasure. Those who do not read are the unfortunate ones. There's nothing wrong with them; but they are missing out on one of life's compensations and rewards. A great book is a friend that never lets you down. You can return to it again and again and the joy first derived from it will still be there.

The more you write, the better you will write! So - keep at it!

It is always the same with mountains. Once you have lived with them for any length of time, you belong to them. There is no escape.

I have come to believe that the best kind of walk, or journey, is the one in which you have no particular destination when you set out.

There is money to be made in the market place, but under the cherry tree there is rest.

The past is always with us, for it feeds the present.

Red roses for young lovers. French beans for longstanding relationships

The India I Love, does not make the headlines, but I find it wherever I go - in field or forest, town or village, mountain or desert - and in the hearts and minds of people who have given me love and affection for the better part of my lifetime.

Yesterday, I was sad, tomorrow i may be sad again, but today i know that i am happy. I want to live on and on, delighting like a pagan in all that is physical; and i know that this one lifetime, however long, cannot satisfy my heart.

But the trees seemed to know me. They whispered among themselves and beckoned me nearer.

How evanescent those loves and friendships seem at this distance in time…We move on, make new attachments. We grow old. But sometimes, we hanker for old friendships, the old loves. Sometimes I wish I was young again. Or that I could travel back in time and pick up the threads. Absent so long, I may have stopped loving you, friends; but I will never stop loving the Day I loved you.

Hapiness is as exclusive as a butterfly, and you must never pursue it. If you stay very still, it may come and settle on your hand. But only briefly. Savour those moments, for they will not come in your way very often.

I write a story in my head. I see the story like a movie.

There are two kinds of authors - subjective and objective. Introverts are more inward looking.

I am a storyteller from a personal viewpoint. When I run out of people I invent ghosts. I don't believe in ghosts. Never saw one.

Yes, I'd love to have a garden of my own--spacious, and full of everything that is fragrant and flowering. But if I don't succeed, never mind--I've still got the dream.

People often ask me why my style is so simple. It is, in fact, deceptively simple, for no two sentences are alike. It is clarity that I am striving to attain, not simplicity. Of course, some people want literature to be difficult and there are writers who like to make their readers toil and sweat. They hope to be taken more seriously that way. I have always tried to achieve a prose that is easy and conversational. And those who think this is simple should try it for themselves.

To return to my own trees, I went among them often, acknowledging their presence with a touch of my hand against their trunks.

Readers want more of the same from you. So stick to one genre.

I... allowed my memory to journey back to the days when I was a boy of ten, full of health and optimism, when my wonder at the great game of living had yet to give way to disillusionment at its shabbiness.