First Karwa Chauth Quotes & Sayings

Love is at first a set of delusions, which, as time goes by, are discarded like training wheels, and you love truly. — Robert Breault

It'll all end in tears and oil. — Gail Carriger

Rhys gave no warning as he gripped my arm, snarling softly, and tore off my glove. His touch was like a brand, and I flinched, yielding a step, but he held firm until he'd gotten both gloves off. " I heard you begging someone, anyone, to rescue you, to get you out. I heard you say no."
"I didn't say anything."
He turned my bare hand over, his hold tightening as he examined the eye he'd tattooed. He tapped the pupil. Once. Twice. " I heard it loud and clear. — Sarah J. Maas

I want to move past my own unkindness with love, and know the reckless love of Jesus, and extend that love - that unconditional, always-believing-the-best, full-of-forgiveness-and-grace love. — Kara Tippetts

Football is not, in my view, a sport: it is somewhere between a business racket and a mental illness. I associate it with all the worst aspects of our society - violence, drunkenness, drugs, racism, exploitation, greed and stupidity; and that's just for starters. — Simon Heffer

By a curious perversity, the human mind refuses to behave itself on the occasions when it should be intensely dramatic. It was so now; the climber suddenly forgot his fears in a smile. The choir had chosen this precise moment to start the Nunc Dimittis. — Whipplesnaith

And so, all the night-tide, I lay down the side, of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, in the sepulchre there by the sea, in her tomb by the surrounding sea. — Edgar Allan Poe

The thing is, secrets are awful in lots of ways, but they almost never lie. — Kate Karyus Quinn

My neighborhood didn't really encourage women, though it didn't prevent women from progressing, either. — Ada Yonath

A genius is a talented person who does his homework. — Thomas A. Edison

Give your life to the one who already owns your breath and your moments. — Rumi

Fall in love
with the energy
of the mornings

trace your fingers
along the lull
of the afternoons

take the spirit
of the evenings
in your arms
kiss it deeply

and then
make love
to the tranquility
of the nights. — Sanober Khan