Aapke Aa Quotes & Sayings

This is what comes of having a heart, even a very small and young one. It causes no end of trouble, and that's the truth. — Catherynne M Valente

Gain knowledge and feed your brain so you can obtain the strength that is needed to break free. — Fatimah Abdur-Rahim

It's a book in which one finds everything,' Stuart continues sagely. 'I cannot tell you the number of times I've opened its pages and found a line, some passing thought--the most mundane detail--speaking directly to my set of circumstances! One finds it magically relevant, as though Joyce anticipates all. It is the great repository of everything. — Maya Lang

Adding CO2 to the air is like throwing another blanket on the bed. — James Hansen

Please, sweetie darling honey baby, you hunk of a man, you?" "When you put it that way ... . — Nick Wilgus

I know this from the hollow sound that persists after the men's prayer, and from their faces pressed against the window of supplication. And from their coloring, the complexion of people who respond to fear of the absurd with zeal. As for me, I don't like anything that rises to heaven, I only like things affected by gravity. I'll go so far as to say I abhor religions. All of them! Because they falsify the weight of the world. Sometimes I feel like busting through the wall that separates me from my neighbor, grabbing him by the throat, and yelling at him to quit reciting his sniveling prayers, accept the world, open his eyes to his own strength, his own dignity, and stop running after a father who has absconded to heaven and is never coming back. Have a look at that group passing by, over there. Notice the little girl with the veil on her head, even though she's not old enough to know what a body is, or what desire is. What can you do with such people? Eh? — Kamel Daoud

We're all bloggers and punks and rebels with cameras. There is absolutely no respect for career journalists anymore. — Richard Engel

Dude that was bad ass. — Joe Teti

If possible, forget the past. Look forward to the future. — Henry Watkins Allen

Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers ...
How did it go?
How did it go? — Shel Silverstein