Ghamandi In Hindi Quotes & Sayings

You can either hold yourself up to the unrealistic standards of others, or ignore them and concentrate on being happy with yourself as you are. — Jeph Jacques

Misers get up early in the morning; and burglars, I am informed, get up the night before. — G.K. Chesterton

He who falls, falls by his own will; and he who stands, stands by God's will. — Augustine Of Hippo

If they wanted their shit stirred, then stirred their shit was jolly well going to be. — Stephen Clarke

Despair was so familiar to me; it could be banished by the sight of a beautiful mannikin in the window. It could be dispelled by the spectacle of lights surrounding a tower. It could be lifted by the great ghostly shape of St. Patrick's coming into view. And then despair would come again. — Anne Rice

I have learned that the things that divide us are far less important than those that connect us. — RachelNaomi Remen

If I become the man you want, I wouldn't be the man I am. — Michael Robotham

We must go back again and again to the Gospel of Christ crucified, so that our hearts are more deeply gripped by the reality of what He did and who we are in Him. — Timothy Keller

I always thought that at the very time of your life when you want to be cool and sexy and fascinating, you are none of those things. You are a hormonal muddle in your school uniform sitting in double science looking at a boy who you know will never notice you. That was definitely me; I was so shy at school. — Emily Berrington

Saints and sages are still alive. Great masters are still operating. It is up to you to find where they are. — Krishnananda Saraswati

Along the open road on winter nights, homeless, cold, and hungry, one voice gripped my frozen heart: 'Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don't know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.' In the morning my eyes were so vacant and my face so dead, that the people I met may not even have seen me.

In cities, mud went suddenly red and black, like a mirror when a lamp in the next room moves, like treasure in the forest! Good luck, I cried, and I saw a sea of flames and smoke rise to heaven; and left and right, all wealth exploded like a billion thunderbolts. — Arthur Rimbaud