Basamakdijital Quotes & Sayings

I've always said fantasy is sort of 'stealth philosophy'. — Terry Goodkind

I've learned it does not do well to dwell on the past. You cannot change it. you can revisit it, you can remember it, but it simply will not change! — Kim Yannayon

Statistics lie. They are designed to sway opinions. Take the time to keep yourself informed on things that matter. — Steve Maraboli

A slice is a loaf to a mouse. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Isn't it fortunate how selective our recollections usually are. — Malcolm Forbes

Trust in yourself. Your perceptions are often far more accurate than you are willing to believe. — Claudia Black

I heard the Empire has a tyrannical and repressive government!"
"What form of government is that?" said Ponder Stibbons.
"A tautology," said the Dean, from above. — Terry Pratchett

There is need for a new foundation and this foundation is laid in us on the day of our salvation — Sunday Adelaja

Speaking out and creating art that truly reflects the world we live in goes part of the way towards doing that. At least that's what I hope. — Justine Larbalestier

At that moment we caught sight of a drunken man, reeling along at the far end of the street. With head thrust forward, arms dangling, and nerveless legs, he advanced towards us by short rushes of three, six, or ten rapid steps, followed by a pause. After a brief spasm of energy, he found himself in the middle of the street, where he stopped dead, swaying on his feet, hesitating between a fall and a fresh burst of activity. Suddenly he made off in a new direction. He ran up against a house, and clung to the wall as if to force his way through it. Then, with a start, he turned round, and gazed in front of him, open-mouthed, his eyes blinking in the sun. With a movement of the hips, he jerked his back away from the wall and continued on his way. A small yellow dog, a half-starved mongrel, followed him barking, halting when he halted, and moving when he moved.

'Look,' said Marambot, 'there's one of Madame Husson's Rose-kings'. — Guy De Maupassant