Ismahane Elouafi Quotes & Sayings

He threw his back out, which-- fair enough, I'd imagine my back would be a bit sore if I'd spent the last twenty years of my life with my head up my own ass. — Jack Whitehall

I love inappropriate humour. — Bojana Novakovic

Writers and learners will write better and learn more if they understand the "why" of what they are studying. — William Zinsser

You don't choose your life, your life chooses you. — Shelly Crane

I think love is one of the most elusive things in the world. I don't know that there's a perfect formula for it and that's what makes the stories interesting. — Ashton Kutcher

The women are young, young, young, liquidy and sweet-looking; they are batter, and I am the sponge cake they don't know they'll become. I stand here, a lone loaf, stuck to the pan. — Melissa Bank

At one time, the first step in courtship was asking permission to write to the person who interested your affections, — Joey W. Hill

Just because you can read, write and do a little math, doesn't mean that you're entitled to conquer the universe. — Kurt Vonnegut

Oryx," he says. "I know you're there." He repeats the name. It's not even her real name, which he'd never known anyway; it's only a word. It's a mantra. Sometimes he can conjure her up. At first she's pale and shadowy, but if he can say her name over and over, then maybe she'll glide into his body and be present with him in his flesh, and his hand on himself will become her hand. But she's always been evasive, you can never pin her down. Tonight she fails to materialize and he is left alone, whimpering ridiculously, jerking off all by himself in the dark. — Margaret Atwood

Each human being has the right to two blessings: getting things right and getting things wrong. In the latter case, there will always be a kind of apprenticeship that will lead him back to the right path. — Paulo Coelho

When I read a novel I am not here. I am transported to far-off places, my eyes unseeing of the words on the page, busy with a scene being played out in my mind's eye, with my ears engaged, hearing the voices carry from the pen to the present. What a lovely place to be-not here
- Just Jane (Chapter Four Page 35) — Nancy Moser

I can lie about my name, I can lie about my school, but how am I going to lie about this fucking nose? "You seem like a very nice person Mr. Porte-Noir, but why do you go around covering the middle of your face like that?" Because suddenly it has taken off, the middle of my face! Because gone is the button of my childhood years, that pretty little thing that people used to look at in my carriage, and lo and behold, the middle of my face has begun to reach out towards God. Porte-Noir and Parsons my ass, kid, you have got J-E-W written right across the middle of your face ... — Philip Roth