Awaiz Makhani Quotes & Sayings

You have to liberate yourself first from the prejudices of the world in which you live. — Donald Kagan

The world comes to life. Wisps of green steal across the fields, rich with the promise of spring. Tiny shoots push through the soil. Virgin buds uncoil at the tips of branches. Soft, fresh grass sweeps and swells across the meadows. Thornbushes blossom on the hillsides. The walnut tress have survived the winter, though their antlered crowns still stand bare. Fresh leaves reach longingly for rain from the sky. — Miklos Vamos

What the hell was she supposed to do now? She didn't want to kill the woman. She'd never killed a woman before. — Lise MacTague

A woman's posterior is the key to my heart. — Jamie Foxx

Raise as little as you can to get you to something that you can show - plus maybe a quarter or two so you have a little bit of cushion - and then raise some more money. Raise as little - not as much - as you can because that's the most expensive equity you're going to sell. — Douglas Leone

A comedian sees the world bent. I'm tangent to the circle. — Buddy Hackett

Of course, no lyrics are ever unintentional, but I think bands like Wolf Parade and the Arcade Fire have a tendency to touch on big themes without really following through on them or tying them in to a particular logic. — Dan Bejar

Having bands in the NFL would take up seats. If you take up seats in the NFL, you're losing money. — LaMarr Woodley

When, with a smile, she let the dirt slip slowly across her curled palm and out the side of her hand onto the coffin, the gesture looked like the prelude to a carnal act. Clearly this was a man to whom she'd once given much thought. — Philip Roth

I never had a career before I had the lips, so my lips have had their own career! — Lisa Rinna

The power is with the silent ones, who only live and love and then withdraw their personality. They never say "me" and "mine"; they are only blessed in being instruments — Swami Vivekananda

Mr. Pickwick took a seat and the paper, but instead of reading the latter, peeped over the top of it, and took a survey of the man of business, who was an elderly, pimply-faced, vegetable-diet sort of man, in a black coat, dark mixture trousers, and small black gaiters; a kind of being who seemed to be an essential part of the desk at which he was writing, and to have as much thought or sentiment. — Charles Dickens

My husband, Jim, converted to Judaism just before our wedding. — Anita Diament