I really think guys only need two pairs of shoes. A nice pair of black shoes and a pair of Chuck Taylor's.

— Mindy Kaling

I regard romantic comedies as a subgenre of sci-fi, in which the world operates according to different rules than my regular human world.

— Mindy Kaling

I simply regard romantic comedies as a subgenre of sci-fi, in which the world created therein has different rules than my regular human world.

— Mindy Kaling

It'd be great to be so famous that if I murder someone, I will never, ever, ever serve any jail time, even if it's totally obvious to everyone that I did it.

— Mindy Kaling

I think sometimes people think cheerful is a synonym for dumb, so no one is ever cheerful.

— Mindy Kaling

I think when men hear that women want a commitment, they think it means commitment to a romantic relationship, but that's not it. It's a commitment to not floating around anywhere. I want a guy who is entrenched in his own life.

— Mindy Kaling

I try not to put anything political on the forefront of what I'm trying to do creatively. At the same time, I do think it's wonderful when I hear people say that it's inspirational that I'm an Indian woman on camera. My life is very diverse, and my friends are a diverse group of people.

— Mindy Kaling

It's sort of my go-to stock image of my childhood, actually. I think it has something to do with knowing I'll never be able to go back to that time that makes me cry every time I listen to it.

— Mindy Kaling

It’s traumatizing to think that a best friend could become just a friend. That’s because there is virtually no difference between an acquaintance and a friend. But the gulf between a friend and a best friend is enormous and profound. And if I look at it that way, I think I can see the value of a wedding. If you’re my best friend and the only way I get to have dinner with you is by traveling thousands of miles, selecting a chicken or fish option, and wearing a dress in the same shade of lavender as six other girls, I will do that. I won't love it. But I love you.

— Mindy Kaling

It was October 2001, and I lived in New York City. I was twenty-two. I, like many of my female friends, suffered from a strange combination of post 9/11 anxiety and height of Sex and the City anxiety. They are distinct and unnerving anxieties. The questions that ran through my Ming were something like this: 'Should I keep a gas mask in my kitchen? Am I supposed to be able to afford Anglo Blank shoes? What is Barneys New York? You're trying to tell me a place called 'Barney's' is fancy?' Where are the fabulous gay friends that I was promised? Gay guys hate me! Is this anthrax or powdered sugar? Help! Help!

— Mindy Kaling