Dharavi India Quotes & Sayings

I have on my table a violin string. It is free to move in any direction I like. If I twist one end, it responds; it is free.
But it is not free to sing. So I take it and fix it into my violin. I bind it and when it is bound, it is free for the first time to sing. — Rabindranath Tagore

You have to understand, the blood we drink every day to stay alive comes out of a jar in the refrigerator. It is the very definition of gross. — Tamara Summers

Books for the general reader are always ill-smelling books, the odour of paltry people clings to them. Where the populace eat and drink, and even where they reverence, it is accustomed to stink. — Friedrich Nietzsche

It changed me more than anything else. You don't want to get to that place where you're the adult and you're palpably in the next generation. And, this shoved me into that. — Gwyneth Paltrow

No degree of knowledge attainable by man is able to set him above the want of hourly assistance. — Samuel Johnson

Intellectually and compassionately explaining the reason freedom works is required for credibility. — Ron Paul

Her heart pounding like a teenaged boy on a hooker ... — Elizabeth Massie

Dark matter is interesting. Basically, the universe is heavier than it should be. There's whole swathes of stuff we can't account for. — Talulah Riley

Me, myself, personally, I like to keep myself private. I have never said I am a paragon of virtue, a model of morality. I simply do what I do. — Steve Coogan

When I was a kid, I went from ground zero to Pluto. The first place I played was the Houston Astrodome. — Leif Garrett

It always weirds me out and makes me unhappy that some people think I'm Justin. I'm not. People can be talking to me and I know they think they are talking to Justin. It's hard to explain. — Randy Harrison

Many a good newspaper story has been ruined by over verification. — James Gordon Bennett

Some of us are darkness lovers. We do not dislike the early and late daylight of June, but we cherish the increasing dark of November, which we wrap around ourselves in the prosperous warmth of wood stove, oil and electric blanket. Inside our warmth we fold ourselves, partly tuber, partly bear, in the dark and its cold - around us, outside us, safely away from us. We tuck ourselves up in the comfort of cold's opposite, warming ourslves by thought of the cold, lighting ourselves by darkness's idea. — Donald Hall