Azadliq Qazeti Quotes & Sayings

Carob is a brown powder made from the pulverized fruit of a Mediterranean evergreen. Some consider carob an adequate substitute for chocolate because it has some similar nutrients (calcium, phosphorus), and because it can, when combined with vegetable fat and sugar, be made to approximate the color and consistency of chocolate. Of course, the same arguments can as persuasively be made in favor of dirt. — Sandra Boynton

It's always difficult to write honestly of one's deepest feelings, particularly without the protective veil of fiction. But the more difficult, the more rewarding if one succeeds. Rewarding not only to the work but to one's peace of mind. — Alix Kates Shulman

I played one game, and one game played me. — Lawrence Taylor

One should make the effort to create a positive thrust in the phenomenal world in one's own favour and also to cultivate the mental strength for forbearance. — Ramanuj Prasad

He whose book of the heart has been opened needs no other books. — Swami Vivekananda

There is a reason for everything. — Bailee Madison

I appreciate everything that has been done for me. After a difficult start, I've just followed my dreams. — Victor Ortiz

Why should architecture or objects of art in the machine age, just because they are made by machines, have to resemble machinery? — Frank Lloyd Wright

I don't give two fucks what happens to me. I don't even know who I am to care about so how the fuck am I supposed to take care of you?"
"Samuel Clearwater, I might have needed you to take care of me once and you did. You saved my life. But I'm not that girl anymore. I can take care of myself. I can save myself if I need saving and if you need me to then I can save you too. — T.M. Frazier

It is a thought as sweet as heaven to know that in the minds of each of us the may by the fence still blooms in an eternal springtime; that the snowdrop has in our hearts a triple birth, and blooms in three separate minds, faultlessly ... So that if all the flowers and grasses and hollows and hills of the old house were razed and mutilated - as they are now, I suppose - we keep them intact in three minds, each depending on the other to supply it with the delicate minutiae of remembrance. — Eve Langley

I expect you have seen someone put a a lighted match to a bit of newspaper which is propped up in a grate against an unlit fire. And for a second nothing seems to have happened; and then you notice a tiny steak of flame creeping along the edged of the newspaper. It was like that now. — C.S. Lewis