Challapalli Madhu Quotes & Sayings

All good things vanish in less than a day, Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay Go not yet away, bright soul of the sad year, The earth is hell when you leav'st to appear. — Thomas Nash

I grew up on a farm and my grandfather quit school when he was 12, but when it came to common sense and animals, he was the smartest person I've ever met, before or since. He taught me that to touch an animal is an earned privilege. It's not a right. — Ian Dunbar

If an irreducible distinction between theatre and cinema does exist, it may be this: Theatre is confined to a logical or continuous use of space. Cinemahas access to an alogical or discontinuous use of space. — Susan Sontag

We spend our lives failing to realise this obvious truth, and thus anxiously seeking to fortify our boundaries, to build our egos and assert our superiority over others, as if we could separate ourselves from them, without realising that interdependence makes us what we are. — Oliver Burkeman

- and only when ye have all denied me, will I return unto you. — Friedrich Nietzsche

That, at least, is true. He hasn't replied. I didn't expect him to. I am cut off from him, shut out. The things — Paula Hawkins

I used to have a really sharp memory. And its loss has proven destabilizing from an identity perspective. — Heidi Julavits

Live life today and deal with tomorrow when it comes! — Brian McFadden

It's funny, I lived my first 38 years of my life with maybe one or two people ever saying that I looked like Greg Kinnear. As soon as I get into the entertainment industry, now it's 100 percent of people. — Greg Poehler

Live every day,
not by spending time,
but by investing all the way. — Debasish Mridha

I was very young. I thought I knew a lot and I really didn't. I trusted the wrong people. — Tia Carrere

I wish people would turn off their computers, go outside, talk to people, touch people, lick people, enjoy each other's company and smell each other on the rump. — Tre Cool

I went to Lila's house in search of comfort. But I knew I had made a mistake with her, too. I had done something stupid: I hadn't told her about going with Stefano to get the photograph. Why had I been silent? Was I pleased with the role of peacemaker that her husband had proposed and did I think I could exercise it better by being silent about the visit to the Rettifilo? Had I been afraid of betraying Stefano's confidence and as a result, without realizing it, betrayed her? I didn't know. Certainly it hadn't been a real decision: rather, an uncertainty that first became a feigned carelessness, then the conviction that not having said right away what had happened made remedying the situation complicated and perhaps vain. How easy it was to do wrong. I sought excuses that might seem convincing to her, but I wasn't able to make them even to myself. I sensed that the foundations of my behavior were flawed, I was silent. On — Elena Ferrante

I love you, she told him.
I love you, Kait. From the very beginning. — L.J.Smith