Ganguli Memphis Quotes & Sayings

She kissed me on the cheek, and my mom sang Theresa's name from the open front door. She loves Theresa. I think she loves me more when I'm with her. — Kenneth Logan

If we could just float along, like snow. — Lauren Oliver

Let him who would move the world first move himself. — Socrates

Smile all the while because life is just a mile; enjoy the journey before it's over.-RVM — R.v.m.

The brave man seeks not popular applause, Nor, overpower'd with arms, deserts his cause; Unsham'd, though foil'd, he does the best he can, Force is of brutes, but honor is of man. — John Dryden

I never tried to ingratiate myself with great writers. When a great writer has nothing to say, he does something else, like chopping firewood. A great writer doesn't try to find something to write about, he only writes when he has to. I was no great writer. I've always had the need to unload my thoughts, and so had to live with a kind of mental incontinence, but I've never felt forced to write a novel. Nor, for that matter, have I ever chopped firewood. — Jostein Gaarder

The masses have no habit of self-reliance or original action. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her absolutely. — Kate Chopin

I love inventive food, but I want the classic dishes to taste like how I remember them. I get a little bummed out when there is too much fancy stuff going on and it doesn't resemble the original dish at all. — Drew Barrymore

I sometimes wonder whether you think you have been sent into the world for your own amusement. — C.S. Lewis

Being an agent gave me a great sense of satisfaction. — Victoria Principal

I was literally singing to myself on my way home, after the killing. The tension, the desire to kill a woman had built up in such explosive proportions that when I finally pulled the trigger, all the pressures, all the tensions, all the hatred, had just vanished, dissipated, but only for a short time. — David Berkowitz

I always had an aversion to your apostles of freedom; each but sought for himself freedom to do what he liked. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

How do we find a way out? By realizing that there's no place to go, that there's no way out, that there's no way in. All that exists is the Self. — Frederick Lenz

Some artists imagine they've got a hold on this apparatus, which in fact has got a hold of them. As a result, they end up supporting a cultural prison that is out of their control. — Robert Smithson