Biplob Khan Quotes & Sayings

Bring back Sally Jesse Rafael! That's all I'm asking. — Jacob Young

Don't confuse correlation and causation. Almost all great records eventually dwindle ... — Charlie Munger

There is no place so dark that light cannot lead the way. — Slade Combs

My songs always tend to have a good element to the story. That is who I am - an optimistic person. — Rayvon Owen

There were lots of things that I recognized from my experience with Eagle Claw and Wu Hao, and here was the combination of the whole kit and kaboodle, the whole tamale in one. — Lou Reed

There learned arts do flourish in great honour
And poets's wits are had in peerless price;
Religion hath lay power, to rest upon her,
Advancing virtue, and suppressing vice.
For end all good, all grace there freely grows,
Had people grace it gratefully to use:
For God His gifts there plenteously bestows,
But graceless men them greatly do abuse. — Edmund Spenser

Please, tell me the truth.
The truth, who knows the truth?
You've heart knows the truth. — Oscar Wilde

To-day she had watched magic dancing in a mackintosh, and she was at a loss. — Stella Benson

Reflection can be its own reward. — Alena Graedon

- I don't want to be a writer so I can write about my life. I want to be a writer to escape from it.
+ Then you shouldn't be a writer. — Candace Bushnell

There is no point in being precise if you do not even know what you are talking about. — John Von Neumann

The breeze carried snatches of music from a large portable radio on the grass: a sugary song of love either lost or about to be. — Haruki Murakami

Lou reluctantly drew back, still holding Joe, and placed his soft lips on Joe's own. Existence reacted to their reunion. Immediately, it was as if two halves became whole once again. The sky flashed colors overhead as they stood together: day to night, night to day. They stood motionless and kissing for so long a period that they might have been mistaken for part of the landscape, as vines climbed up their legs and grass grew around them; as dirt gathered and buried even more the scattered fragments of the abbey. Only the keepers of time knew that lifetimes did indeed pass, possibly entire eras. And yet it was but a scant moment to Joe and Lou. All of it but a simple, longed-for embrace neither time nor death could contain. — Eric Arvin

This whole world was a processed petroleum product. — Lev Grossman