Funny Tambola Quotes & Sayings

When the lights come on inside of you, everyone in the world can see a little better. — James Altucher

I may be, tied up, but at least, I am HIS. I may be hurting, But I am HIS, I may be reluctant, but I am HIS, I may be lonely, but I am HIS, I may be frustrated, but I am HIS, That's why I am praising Him, because I'm glad He tied me up. He stopped me from doing the things I would have done, that would've messed up myself. When I look at how my friends got loosed, I thank Him for tying me up. When I look at how the neighborhood boys are locked up in jail, I thank Him for tying me up. I am not happy about it then, but I'm glad about it now. When I think about the person I almost married, When I think about the job I almost got, When I think about the people who wouldn't let me join their clique, When I think about the people who stops talking to me, I thank Him for tying me up. I thank Him for the rope that got me tied up. — T.D. Jakes

Joy passed, but happiness never completely disappeared; a touch of it would always remain to remind one it had been there. It was happiness that made one smile, then. — Anne Holm

MTV has always been about redefining itself. — Martha Quinn

You are nothing like the others. You aren't like anyone I've ever met. I swear it. Now that I've had a taste of you, no one else will ever be enough for me. I need you...only you. Alex, you have my heart. — Brenda Huber

There are two paths of which one may choose in the walk of life; one we are born with, and the one we consciously blaze. One is naturally true, while the other is a perceptive illusion. Choose wisely at each fork in the road. — T.F. Hodge

When I first quit my day job, I was terrified. I called my editors and said I'm trying to make a go of this, and they threw every contract at me they could. And for two years, I had a book or an anthology out every month. — MaryJanice Davidson

Reality is what we make it. Or what is made for us by the companies we keep. It is our clay from which we fashion ourselves. — Neal Stephenson

You know how there are some stars out there who know how to market themselves? I don't have that. — Mark Hamill

Sometimes if somebody you feel you need ... the whole universe tells you that you have to have her, you start watching her favorite TV shows all night, you start buying her the things she needs, you start drinking her drinks, you start smoking her bad cigarettes, you start picking up her nuances in her voice, you sleep in safe sometimes the most dangerous thing ... this is called Mojo Pin. — Jeff Buckley

Conspiracy theories - feverishly creative, lovingly plotted - are in fact fictional stories that some people believe. Conspiracy theorists connect real data points and imagined data points into a coherent, emotionally satisfying version of reality. Conspiracy theories exert a powerful hold on the human imagination - yes, perhaps even your imagination - not despite structural parallels with fiction, but in large part because of them. They fascinate us because they are ripping good yarns, showcasing classic problem structure and sharply defined good guys and villains. They offer vivid, lurid plots that translate with telling ease into wildly popular entertainment. — Jonathan Gottschall

If it happens every year like clockwork, what's so extraordinary about it? — Charlie Munger

He was never lonely, not with his books for company. Books never complained, never asked awkward questions. — Martin Edwards

You don't know how much I admire you, Rachel." His eyes glow with the force of his emotions. "How you care for others. For me. I appreciated your words before, but this ... " He takes something out of his pocket, and I hold my breath when I recognize the magazine cover for the article I wrote. "This was very brave, Rachel. Putting yourself out there like that for me. This was a leap on its own. You're right." He lifts it up for me to see, then sets it aside on a nearby desk and starts coming forward. "It was our story, but not our entire story. It was only the beginning. — Katy Evans

When the veil of death has been drawn between us and the objects of our regard, how quick-sighted do we become to their merits, and how bitterly do we remember words, or even looks, of unkindness which may have escaped in our intercourse with them. — Reginald Heber