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Hazelina Ghazali Quotes By Kurt Vonnegut

I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center. — Kurt Vonnegut

Hazelina Ghazali Quotes By Winston Churchill

I have benefited greatly from criticism, and at no time have I suffered a lack thereof. — Winston Churchill

Hazelina Ghazali Quotes By Sophie Kinsella

I can't cook. I don't have the right brain for it, somehow. I can't walk into a room and tidy it up. I get distracted. I pick up one thing and I start looking at it. And my cooking is truly heinous. — Sophie Kinsella

Hazelina Ghazali Quotes By Charles Dickens

She did not replace my mother; no one could do that; but she came into a vacancy in my heart, which closed upon her, and I felt towards her something I have never felt for any other human being — Charles Dickens

Hazelina Ghazali Quotes By Joseph Chilton Pearce

A 'school-at-home' approach to homeschooling is just decorating the electric chair in different colors. — Joseph Chilton Pearce

Hazelina Ghazali Quotes By Dan Alatorre

The best part of being a writer is you get to tell people you're a writer. That's still considered cool. — Dan Alatorre

Hazelina Ghazali Quotes By Dorothy Parker

The Trifler

Death's the lover that I'd be taking;
Wild and fickle and fierce is he.
Small's his care if my heart be breaking-
Gay young Death would have none of me.

Hear them clack of my haste to greet him!
No one other my mouth had kissed.
I had dressed me in silk to meet him-
False young Death would not hold the tryst.

Slow's the blood that was quick and stormy,
Smooth and cold is the bridal bed;
I must wait till he whistles for me-
Proud young Death would not turn his head.

I must wait till my breast is wilted.
I must wait till my back is bowed,
I must rock in the corner, jilted-
Death went galloping down the road.

Gone's my heart with a trifling rover.
Fine he was in the game he played-
Kissed, and promised, and threw me over,
And rode away with a prettier maid. — Dorothy Parker