Dikira Orang Quotes & Sayings

I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss, and, in their struggles to be truly free, in their triumphs and defeats, through long years to come, I see the evil of this time and of the previous time of which this is the natural birth, gradually making expiation for itself and wearing out ... — Charles Dickens

The movie [Miral] is not pro-Palestinian. It's about Palestinians. It's a Palestinian story, written by a Palestinian person. I don't know anybody else that could have done that — Julian Schnabel

I've never loved any one else the way I love you. I'm full of poetry now. Rot and poetry. Rotten poetry.'
'Stop it. Harry, why do you have to turn into a devil now?'
'I don't like to leave anything,' the man said. 'I don't like to leave things behind. — Ernest Hemingway,

I want him to explain a few things to me, before I beat the prion-whatevers out of him. — Lia Habel

The eyes those silent tongues of love. — Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

Why should we feel sad when the Hindu brothers choose to leave our country? Do we mourn when we have indigestion and materials leave our bodies? — Delwar Hossain Sayeedi

Violence is black children going to school for 12 years and receiving 6 years' worth of education. — Julian Bond

I am whatever you say I am; if I wasn't, then why would you say I am. — Eminem

This practice of arranging the marriage of a dead person was uncommon, usually held in order to placate a spirit. A deceased concubine who had produced a son might be officially married to elevate her status to a wife. Or two lovers who died tragically might be united after death. That much I knew. But to marry the living to the dead was a rare and, indeed, dreadful occurrence. — Yangsze Choo

What an amazing thing is the coming of spring to London. The very pavements seem ready to crack and lift under the denied earth; in the air is a consciousness of life which tells you that if traffic stopped for a fortnight grass would grow again in Piccadilly and corn would spring in pavement cracks where a horse had spilt his 'feed'. And the squares of London, so dingy and black since the first October gale, fill week by week with the rising tide of life, just as the sea, running up the creeks and pushing itself forward inch by inch towards the land, comes at last to each remote rock pool. — H.V. Morton

But his face was drawn and his eyes were pained as he looked down at me, and there was a strange expression on his face: defiance and fierce pride and something that looked like wonder, all jumbled up. And suddenly, I wanted to stab Lawrence all over again.
I killed him for you, I thought, staring upward.
I know. — Karen Chance

Suddenly, like a thing falling upon me from without, came fear. — H.G.Wells

I need to get my lips around your clit. I'm going to suck that little bud until you pass out. You've been keeping her from me, but time's up, sweetheart. She's mine. — Tessa Bailey