Ebedi Saadet Quotes & Sayings

even received a few requests that I send medicine, since none was available in the local pharmacies - an admission, unthinkable a few years ago, that all is not well in the much-vaunted health-care system. — Theodore Dalrymple

There are people who are uncanny, who are finished products at a young age. I wasn't, thank God. — Itzhak Perlman

The writing workshops and programs that are everywhere have encouraged writing. And if that produces more writing, it's also producing more readers of an elevated level. So all in all, a good thing. — James Salter

Liberty has restraints but no frontiers. — David Lloyd George

If your intentions are good, nothing bad can happen. — Debasish Mridha

I hate the rules of language; I love the orders of numbers. — Joey Lawsin

Since fear is mostly about ignorance, the best part is that it's as temporary as you choose. — Christine Comaford-Lynch

Fear is going to be a player in your life, but you get to decide how much! — Jim Carrey

When I was a freshman, I fooled around with shooting free throws this way: For some reason, I thought you had to stay within the top half of that free-throw circle, so I would step back to just inside the top of the circle, take off from behind the line and dunk. They outlawed that, but I wouldn't have done it in a game, anyway. I was a good free throw shooter in college. Actually he was a 62% free throw shooter, which is poor except in comparison to his 51% as a pro. — Wilt Chamberlain

I chose Eat: LA as a broadcast partner because of its good taste, sense of humor, and spirit of adventure. — John Rabe

I would like a cappuccino," says Linus politely. "Thank you."
"Your name?"
"I'll spell it for you," he says. "Z-W-P-A-E-N
"
"What?" She stares at him, Sharpie in hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. Double F-hyphen-T-J-U-S. It's an unusual name, Linus adds gravely. "It's Dutch. — Sophie Kinsella

I find it more comfortable to say I'm an atheist, and for that I probably have someone like Dawkins to thank. — Jim Al-Khalili

I don't need a mate," she muttered, staring up at the bright circle of the early autumn moon. "But can't you send me a nice, sexy, strongmale to dance with? Pretty please?" She hadn't had a lover for close to eight months now, and it was starting to hurt on every level. "He doesn't even have to be smart, just good between the sheets." Good enough to unsnap the tension in her body, allow her to function again. Because sex wasn't simply about pleasure for a cat like her - it was about affection, about trust, about everything good. "Though right this second, I'd take plain old hot sex."
That was when Riley walked out of the shadows. "Got an itch, kitty?"
Snapping to her feet, she narrowed her eyes, knowing he had to have deliberately stayed downwind in order to sneak up on her. "Spying?"
"When you're talking loud enough to wake the dead?"
She swore she could feel steam coming out her ears. — Nalini Singh