Brajesh Lal Quotes & Sayings

Movies suddenly became film and cinema an art form and terribly chic ... — Judith Crist

The ordinary man looking at a mountain is like an illiterate person confronted with a Greek manuscript. — Aleister Crowley

An artist who has no faith is like a painter who was born blind. — Andrei Tarkovsky

The goal of our life's effort is to reach the other shore, Nirvana. Prajna paramita, the true wisdom of life, is that in each step of the way, the other shore is actually reached. — Shunryu Suzuki

The outcome of your life will be determined by your outlook on life. — Mark Batterson

the farmer's almanac, pieces of stick candy, and Grandma's snuff box. I saw him reach into the fireplace once with his bare hand, remove a live coal, and light his pipe. He must have had leather for skin. One day, I looked out to the field to the east of the house and saw a cloud of dust rising from a thrashing machine. Men were gathered around with wagons, pitch — Lanier Davis

I'm not great at talking about myself. — Kathleen Kennedy

I concede his greater ingenuity. It bodes well for his endeavor. Pragmatism avails a savior far more than aestheticism. I wonder what he intends to do after he's saved the world. I comprehend the Word, and the means by which it operates, and so I dissolve. — Ted Chiang

To live the practical aspect of life as part of our schooling is formidable, but to adopt living it as our ultimate goal is absurd. — Samael Aun Weor

I couldn't stop staring.
"Sweetheart," he said, "is my slip showing or something? — Shelly Reuben

They say our mothers really know how to push our buttons - because they installed them — Robin Williams

Pain has been with him since birth - the universe's gift to a poet ... — Dan Simmons

My father never kissed me, hugged me or told me that he loved me. As my only living parent, he became the filter through which I saw myself, the possibilities for my life, the world and all men. He was a conflicted and dark filter. — Iyanla Vanzant

We choose how enthusiastically we live our time alive. — Alexandra Stoddard

Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower-but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, all in all,
I should know what God and man is. — Alfred Lord Tennyson