Husam Balkhy Quotes & Sayings

The money was all appropriated for the top in the hopes that it would trickle down to the needy. Mr. Hoover didn't know that money trickled up. Give it to the people at the bottom and the people at the top will have it before night, anyhow. But it will at least have passed through the poor fellow's hands. — Will Rogers

The long and painstakingly detailed discussions seemed to me nothing more than the incessant nattering of toads in a water filled ditch and of no greater consequence. — Stephen R. Lawhead

I don't make decisions for money or popularity. I do things because they're right for me, and they're interesting and challenging. — Clare Balding

In private life, Lottie Blossom tended to substitute for wistfulness and pathos a sort of "Passed-For-Adults-Only" joviality which expressed itself outwardly in a brilliant and challenging smile, and inwardly and spiritually in her practice of keeping alligators in wickerwork baskets and asking unsuspecting strangers to lift the lid. — P.G. Wodehouse

I knew I wasn't that good a writer, and all I could remember was that I could draw. I'm better at drawing than I am at writing. — Claes Oldenburg

Life is never boring but some people choose to be bored. The concept of boredom entails an inability to use up present moments in a personally fulfilling way. Boredom is a choice; something you visit upon yourself, and it is another of those self-defeating items that you can eliminate from your life. — Wayne Dyer

I was always into pop music, Destiny's Child, songs with catchy music. Even when I was writing when I was younger, it wasn't all about expressing myself; it was just about making fun music. — Eliza Doolittle

We must always think about death, because death always thinks about us! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Bonarata was charming, but I couldn't forget or forgive him for — Patricia Briggs

Truly, Mallow yearned to know everything. Curiosity was part of her, like her short blond hair and bitten fingernails. — Catherynne M Valente

The flowers which played then among the grass, the water which rippled past in the sunshine, the whole landscape which served as environment to their apparition lingers around the memory of them still with its unconscious or unheeding air; ... — Marcel Proust