Irrfan Khan Movie Quotes & Sayings

Religious work is one of the best ways to keep from facing your reality if you are Christian, if you are using it to calm the pain, because that it what all addictions are, attempts to cover the pain of this spiritual disease. — Keith Miller

Sometimes day and night reverse. Sometimes up goes down and down goes up, and love turns into hate, and the things you counted on get washed out from under your feet, leaving you pedaling in the air. — Lauren Oliver

What would the earth be like, what would we be like, if we never believed that we needed more than we were given? — Marilyn Grey

Fashion excuses common sense? — K.F. Breene

The world invited me many places. — Leon Wieseltier

When you fall in love, you will carve out your heart and throw it into the deepest ocean. You will be all in - blood and salt. — Kim Liggett

Kin kills no kin," she said, "if no to feed, if no to mate. — Magaly Guerrero

Explain to me how he [her son] can ride a bicycle, run, play ball, set up a camp, swing, fight a war, swim and race for eight hours ... and has to be driven to the garbage can. — Erma Bombeck

The Value of a Smile at Christmas It costs nothing, but creates much. It enriches those who receive, without impoverishing those who give. It happens in a flash and the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None are so rich they can get along without it, and none so poor but are richer for its benefits. It creates happiness in the home, fosters good will in a business, and is the countersign of friends. — Dale Carnegie

We know that we will die, but we believe it will take an eternity until it actually happens — Bangambiki Habyarimana

Sometimes secrets have the power to kill. The power to destroy. We each hold nuclear weapons inside of us. — J.M. Darhower

Promise me, she had cried, in a room that smelled of blood and roses. Promise me, Ned. The fever had taken her strength and her voice had been faint as a whisper, but when he gave her his word, the fear had gone out of his sister's eyes. Ned remembered the way she had smiled then, how tightly her fingers had clutched his as she gave up her hold on life, the rose petals spilling from her palm, dead and black. After that he remembered nothing. — George R R Martin