Bijendra Prasad Quotes & Sayings

Air freshener is man's pitiful attempt to have his food smell as good, after digestion, as they did, before ingestion. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Fashion is here to help make people look very important. If they have good taste and choose what suits them, I give them options on how they can do that. It's always sexy, and it's always with the same result: making women look fantastic. — Vivienne Westwood

I would rather try to succeed and fail than try to do nothing and succeed. — Og Mandino

Lack of patience is probably the most common reason for losing a game, or drawing games that should have been won. — Bent Larsen

I like people to really get a feel for the house before they do anything to it. — Alexandra Stoddard

Tahitians don't chase happiness. Happiness comes naturally to them. You only need to see them in the water, with a beer in their hand, splashing each other or waving to every stranger they see on the road, to know this. Happiness is in the air: in every hibiscus flower that opens early in the morning, in the sweet aroma of the pineapple plantations, in the smile of the people lolling around idly, resting slothfully in the warm breeze that ruffles the surface of the lagoon. — Carol Vorvain

I'm a history dork and a sci-fi dork. — Sprague Grayden

It's not a responsibility to be a fashion diva. I enjoy it and also enjoy getting up in morning and putting on make-up, getting ready. I don't think there is any girl who doesn't like to look good and wear good clothes. — Sonam Kapoor

With the first word I used intelligently, I learned to live, to think, to hope. Darkness cannot shut me in again. I have had a glimpse of the shore, and can now live by the hope of reaching it. — Hellen Keller

It is only in marriage with the world that our ideals can bear fruit; divorced from it, they remain barren. — Bertrand Russell

To hell with that. A man goin' fishing with two whores from Portland don't have to take that crap. — Ken Kesey

For many a time I have been half in love with easeful death. Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, to take into the air my quiet breath — John Keats