Bundelkhandi Quotes & Sayings

I would have been a much more popular Wolrd Champion if I had always said what people wanted to hear. I might have been dead, but definitely more popular. — Jackie Stewart

When you've made up your mind to marry, take the first respectable body that comes to hand - she's as good as any other; they be all alike in groundwork: 'tis only in the flourishes there's a difference. — Thomas Hardy

Don't fret when the path is lonely or treacherous. Look up. — Rosaria Champagne Butterfield

The beginnings of my studies also came to me from my father, as well as from the Rabbinical Judge of our town. But they were preceded by three tutors under whom I studied, one after the other, from the time I was three and a half till I turned eight and a half. — Shmuel Yosef Agnon

WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE HEART OF MEN?
The Death of Rats looked up from the feast of the potato. SQUEAK, he said.
Death waved a hand dismissively. WELL, YES, OBVIOUSLY ME, he said. I JUST WONDERED IF THERE WAS ANYONE ELSE. — Terry Pratchett

The food was what you might expect to find on Air Uganda tourist class: — Anthony Bourdain

My fondest memories are of watching lambs being delivered. — Jessica Raine

George W Bush is like a bad comic working the crowd, a moron, if you'll pardon the expression. — Martin Sheen

An Odonian undertook monogamy just as he might undertake a joint enterprise in production, a ballet or a soap-works. Partnership was a voluntarily constituted federation like any other. So long as it worked, it worked, and if it didn't work it stopped being. It was not an institution but a function. It had no sanction but that of private conscience. — Ursula Le Guin

Why are you in my room?"
"Because I can be."
"You shouldn't be."
"Save it, Rochester. You broke my nose."
"Does it hurt?"
He lifted a hand toward his face and dropped it. "You could say that."
"Good."
He nudged a tray on the floor with his boot. It had oatmeal, toast, and orange juice on it. "Hungry?"
Honor's stomach growled. "No."
Ryder's lips turned up in a fleeting sadistic smile. He kicked the tray across the room. It hit the wall and overturned. "Good. — Lindy Zart

It was the exact combination of the ephemeral and the eternal that a dying man needed to know about. — Jane Smiley

A voice behind me asked, "Where is God? Where is He? Where can He be now?" and a voice within me answered: "Where? Here He is - He has been hanged here, on these gallows." — Elie Wiesel