Batiashvili Piano Quotes & Sayings

My dear Usbek, when women feel, as they lose their attractiveness, that their end is coming in advance, they would like to go backwards to youth again. How could they possibly not attempt to deceive other people? - they make every effort to deceive themselves, and to escape from the most distressing thought we can have. — Montesquieu

Life is too damn short to not tell someone how you feel. Don't let someone because you're afraid or you'll lose them forever. — Benjamin Bayani

The past after all is only another name for someone else's present. — David McCullough

And God willing, with the force of God behind it, we shall soon experience a world without the United States and Zionism, — Mahmoud Ahmadinejad

Gods have a way of sprouting from vacant lots. — Robert Dawson

...living in daylights separation, together in night times dreams... — Bemy Wells

Israel is slightly smaller than New Jersey. Moses in effect led the tribes of Israel out of the District of Columbia, parted Chesapeake Bay near Annapolis, and wandered for forty years in Delaware. — P. J. O'Rourke

Even the average citizen of the very first democratic country has a few things to complain about with regard to their government's deeds or lack thereof. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

John laughed. "You know, I've heard all the sayings about the wrath of women, but whew, Scar, you have a temper."
The others chuckled.
"Keep it in mind, John Little," I warned him. I didn't feel much like chuckling.
He laughed. "I'll be sure to inform Jenny Percy," he said.
I rolled my eyes, but this time I heard a small laugh come from Rob's distant corner. "So she really kissed
Scar?"
"Should have seen it, Rob! Scar's right in the middle of giving her a talking-to, and Jenny lays one on her," Much
crowed.
"So that's how we shut her up," John said.
I knew he were fair close to me so I tried to kick him. It took a few attempts, but one finally hit something and I heard him whine, "Ow, Scar!"
"And none of you jumped in to defend - her - her honor?" Rob asked, but it got broken up with laughs.
"The lot of you are stupid blighters," I snapped. "It ain't for laughing."
This made them crack apart with howls. — A.C. Gaughen