Fahrudin Fahro Quotes & Sayings

He was not a practical joke nor was he a fool but he was determinedly original and had a vague and modest idea of himself as a legendary figure. — John Cheever

This had already been the best sex she'd ever had and all he'd done was touch her. — Jill Shalvis

Things that can't go on forever ... don't. — Herbert Stein

Mystery is the face everybody shared before they were born and the joke they'll finally get after they're dead. — Tom Robbins

I know every politician spins the truth a little. — Zach Braff

The next time you are imagining the worst, look up the definition of imagination. — Robert Lyman Baittie

Golf is a percentage game, and I play the percentages. — Byron Nelson

I never want to be called a 'good loser.' Show me a good loser and I'll just show you a loser. — Stu Ungar

Even as a child, I felt very guilty about eating animals and never knew that there was something to do about it. And as I got older, it became clearer that there are things that I can do and choices I can make. — Mayim Bialik

I wrote small stories here and there, then bigger ones. Some were even written for money. I signed up for a writing class and snuck my first assignment on a yellow legal pad in a partner's office while he read through my memo. — Rachel Sklar

Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone has said this was the price I would have agreed to pay it. That surprises me; that with the hurt and the mess comes a shift of recognition. It was worth it. Love is worth it. — Jeanette Winterson

When you're three, you don't draw what you see
you draw upon your imagination. Nobody tells you to stop putting wings on people, unless you have a most unfortunate preschool teacher. You are intoxicated by your own magic. — Kirsten Hubbard

Wisdom may teach you that all places are one, but love shows you how to get there. — Eric Micha'el Leventhal

Somehow, what they'd had was already over, and she hadn't even been aware of the end. This happened with roses: it was possible to take them for granted all summer as they wound along fences and gates, and then in September, when they faded, how beautiful they'd once been suddenly took hold. That was when people began to yearn for them, and all winter long they'd watch the bare branches for buds, vowing that this time they'd be grateful for all that they had. — Alice Hoffman