Bishnu Majhi Quotes & Sayings

My poor, problematic feet don't let me wear anything much over a three- or four-inch heel. — Gillian Jacobs

Perhaps she was waiting for me. Perhaps she had ordered the woods to open a path. — Sarah J. Maas

Men make their choice: one man honors one God, and one another. — Euripides

The range and variety of Chaucer's English did much to establish English as a national language. Chaucer also contributed much to the formation of a standard English based on the dialect of the East Midlands region which was basically the dialect of London which Chaucer himself spoke. Indeed, by the end of the fourteenth century the educated language of London, bolstered by the economic power of London itself, was beginning to become the standard form of written language throughout the country, although the process was not to be completed for several centuries. The cultural, commercial, administrative and intellectual importance of the East Midlands (one of the two main universities, Cambridge, was also in this region), the agricultural richness of the region and the presence of major cities, Norwich and London, contributed much to the increasing standardisation of the dialect. — Ronald Carter

The environment shapes people's actions. — B.F. Skinner

When it was time to pick my name, she chose Trevor, a name with no meaning whatsoever in South Africa, no precedent in my family It's not even a Biblical name. "It's just a name," he explains. "My mother wanted her child beholden to no fate. She wanted me to be free to go anywhere, do anything, be anyone. — Trevor Noah

You kind of think people get sick of you after a while, but apparently not. — Patricia Heaton

the air had that magically still quality common in autumn. The whole world felt crisp and bright, and time seemed suspended. — Deborah Harkness

The first noble truth says simply that it's part of being human to feel discomfort. — Pema Chodron

Beneath outer consciousness, two other beings, anonymous, impersonal, without labels, had met and recognized each other and clasped hands. — Christopher Isherwood

All right. Let's give you something to tell your grandkids about. Or great-grandkids. Or great-great-grandkids."
I snort with glee, delirious with excitement. Charlie winks and pours me another finger's worth of whiskey. Then, on second thought, he tips the bottle again.
I reach out and grab its neck. "Better not," I say. "Don't want to get tipsy and break a hip. — Sara Gruen