Farhads Tg Quotes & Sayings

you never maximize your full potential until you learn how to embrace suffering. — Steve Carter

I don't want to be any kind of producer at all - hands-on or otherwise! I feel producing is a very difficult job and creates ulcers! Maybe some people would like to have a certain amount of control; not me. It's too much stress and includes managing everybody's egos ... handling my own is enough! — Kajol

You're not tasked with desalinating an ocean or training a komodo dragon to cure ebola. I'm saying, sludge yourself into the ass receptacle and peck keyboard keys like a hungry chicken until it makes words. — Chuck Wendig

I don't believe this," Morelli yelled. "I don't fucking believe this. What do you do, sit in bed at night and think about ways to fuck up my life? — Janet Evanovich

I do think you get lonelier and lonelier being an artist as you get older. — Gary Hume

Like all children I had taken my father for granted. Now that I had lost him, I felt an emptiness that could never be filled. But I did not let myself cry, believing as a Muslim that tears pull a spirit earthward and won't let it be free. — Benazir Bhutto

A cold feeling crept over me, as if there actually was a right or wrong answer to the question. In English class, there were no right or wrong answers as long as you could find evidence to back up your opinion. — Kami Garcia

To be happy you have to know what you really want. After all, you can never have enough of what you didn't want in the first place. True happiness isn't a thing or a commodity, it's something you cultivate and share. — Robert Holden

The two parties are still more polarized than ever before and the rise of partisan media is an important reason for it. — John Avlon

Making stuff: The folks at Instructables have put up some killer HOWTOs for building the technology in this book. It's easy and incredibly fun. There's nothing so rewarding in this world as making stuff, especially stuff that makes you more free. — Cory Doctorow

I will look at you in the darkness of the night, where there are no colours to fill my eyes and where there are no frames that would define your shape. In the silence, I will seek the warmth of the night in your memories and sleep holding tight those orphan dreams. O dear, amidst the cloudy skies, where did you disappear? — Preeth Nambiar