Erenterplan Quotes & Sayings

What more could you want if you were that smart and that beautiful? — Haruki Murakami

In our life there is one side which is finite and another side which is infinite. I want you to think about both the sides and design the best life and stand in their true values. — Amit Ray

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"According to this, newly engaged couples touch all the time. They can't bear to be next to each other and not feel each other. Does that mean I have permission to stroke your breasts in public? Maybe this won't be so bad after all. — Sarah Morgan

I don't eat anything new unless I've eaten it before — Homer Simpson

I remember trying to work out like crazy to get rid of all of my womanly features because I thought they made me fat. — Coco Rocha

Here's the plan: I'll go in and palaver while you surround them."
"Surround them," he said. "By myself. — Lindsay Buroker

My parents were really strict about me not watching cartoons. — Questlove

A lack of being remains unaffected by a plenitude of having. — Stephen Batchelor

It's like this old patchwork quilt my momma used to have ... Each piece on that quilt meant something. And some of those pieces were the damn ugliest things you've ever seen ... But some of the pieces were so beautiful they almost hurt my eyes to look at when I was a kid ... That's the best you can hope for, Danny. That your life turns out like that patchwork quilt. That you can add some bright, sparkling pieces to the dirty, stained ones you have so far. That in the end, the bright patches might take up more space on your quilt than the dark ones. — Brooke McKinley

Names are what people sometimes use to excuse their thoughts and actions towards you. — Simon Travaglia

I used to say in the cabinet room, 'confidence is not like a can of Popeye spinach - you can't take the top off and swallow it down.' You know, confidence has to be earned. — Paul Keating

On the first day of May the people of the crofter townland are up betimes and busy as bees about to swarm. This is the day of migrating, bho baile gu beinn (from townland to moorland), from the winter homestead to the summer sheiling. The summer of their joy is come, the summer of the sheiling, the song, the pipe and the dance, when the people ascend the hill to the clustered bothies, overlooking the distant sea from among the fronded ferns and fragrant heather, where neighbour meets neighbour, and lover meets lover. — Alexander Carmichael