Chudasama Plot Quotes & Sayings

Nursing a bottle from a half-floor above, Johnny Jukes stared at her and knew. She was all edges. She stood erect on the wall, like the scabbard of a sword. She did not slouch. Her clothes were crisp, like whole numbers. They were dark, except for her boots, which were red. Thorn of love. A screeching solo tore off a dozen dancers' heads. (67) — Michael Blumlein

We are for ever trying to make our weakness look like strength, our sentiment like love, our cowardice like courage, and so on. — Swami Vivekananda

How much the fiction of Sir Walter Scott owes to Froissart, and to Philip de Comines after Froissart, those only can understand who have read both the old chronicles and the modern romances. It was one of the congenial labors of — William Cleaver Wilkinson

Still, whencesoever derived, the Egyptian people, as it existed in the flourishing time of Egyptian history, was beyond all question a mixed race, showing different affinities. — George Rawlinson

Ribbons I can see the artwork in my head, a dark background with a girl's naked body, melting from her hips down into ribbons of red. The image fits this song to a T. It's a bout breaking down and finding yourself in sex. I think Naomi started writing it before she'd ever had any. Only virgins are this dirty. — C.M. Stunich

esophagus. Certain
foods, including chocolate, fried or fatty foods, coffee, soda, onions, and garlic, seem
to be associated with this condition.
19
Lifestyle factors also play a role. For example,
smoking cigarettes, drinking alcohol, wearing tight-fitting clothes, being overweight
or obese, eating large evening meals, and reclining after eating tend to cause or
worsen the condition. — Joan Salge Blake

I'm a big buffet dude, or I'm a big cheap-food-and-order-more-when-I-need-it dude. — Patrice O'Neal

When they heard these words, they were furious and gnashed their teeth at him. — C.F Kent

From the photo albums, every single print of her had been peeled away. Shots of the both of us together had been cut, the parts with her neatly trimmed away, leaving my image behind. Photos of me alone or of mountains and rivers and deer and cats were left intact. Three albums rendered into a revised past. It was as if I'd been alone at birth, alone all my days, and would continue alone. — Haruki Murakami