I always feel that one should be loved passionately, not as a matter of course.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

If they had given in to passion, throwing caution to the wind, they would have lost everything.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

If we put aside the practicality, we may find our wishes to be very innocent.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

I had to revise all my feelings once again. I pulled out the dregs of affection from the glass of misunderstanding to rebuild my faith. Furthermore, I had to reinvent the cause for love, as it were. It was something I had to draw inside me, a real portrait of her, not just the inspiration but the girl as a whole, with all her shortcomings to be able to love her again.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

I love you. I know what a body suffers, but I cannot forget my lessons.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

In all my paintings, the animal is at the center. Surrounding it are the things that define the animal. This is how beauty is characterized. You need to characterize beauty by association. I have learned to worship beauty. Not ordinary beauty but that in its stormiest nature.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

In the example of the navigator, no writing was essential to draw the meaning of observing the object at a distance from the ship. In the real the observation has been noted and that is enough to give it a meaning, a subjective meaning, a meaning exclusively important for the navigator himself.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

I shout at him to remind him of his duties. That does not mean that I do not trust him at all.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

It did not occur to Ada that like being competitive during exam times, while being competitive in matters of life also the boys would actually tend to ditch their female counterparts in little matters and get things their way.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya

I told her how many things on earth have a fixed color. Let us say, the green leaves. In our eyes, a red or a yellow leaf is beautiful. Even better if the leaf is shaded in several hues. So we paint the yellows and reds in our paintings oftener. And we forget the ordinary green, the best in nature.

— Anuradha Bhattacharyya