Jauh Mimpiku Quotes & Sayings

Really Hagrid, if you are holding out for universal popularity, I'm afraid you will be in this cabin for a very long time — J.K. Rowling

Wipe out the imagination. Stop the pulling of the strings. Confine thyself to the present. Understand well what happens either to thee or to another. Divide and distribute every object into the causal (formal) and the material. Think of thy last hour. Let the wrong which is done by a man stay there where the wrong was done. Direct — Marcus Aurelius

I don't feel as if I belong to an age group. — Quentin Blake

She promised you'd get to shore in one piece.' Cheap said, 'and I won't make a liar out of her. But if you know what's good for you, you'll forget about that girl. Ask anyone on the coast. Or the Lord God himself. They'll tell you. Lucas Cheap sailed with the Brethren. He makes good ever on his threats. — Donna Thorland

When you choose to live a generous life, you start to change and so does the world around you. Something incredible happens when giving becomes your own idea, not something you do out of duty or obligation. — Brad Formsma

Everything which helps us to exist is holy! And a tree is holiest of the holy for us! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

My father is an actor, and I used to go on set to visit him. I saw the stories he was telling and said: 'That's what I want to do.' I was always in awe whenever I went to the movies or when I watched television. — Gabriel Macht

Religion is something left over from the infancy of our intelligence, it will fade away as we adopt reason and science as our guidelines. — Bertrand Russell

It is not that we have a soul, we are a soul. — Amelia Barr

Think of a hypothesis as a card. A theory is a house made of hypotheses. — Marilyn Vos Savant

An Evening Air
I go out in the grey evening
In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation.
I go out into the hard loneliness of the barren field of grey evening
In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation.
In the gathering darkness a long, swift train suddenly
Passes me like a lighting.
Hard and ponderous and loud are the wheels.
As ponderous as the darkness, and as beautiful.
I look on, enchanted, and listen to the sounds of lamentation
In the soft fragrant air.
The long rails, grey-dark, smooth as a serpent, shiver, and
A soft, low thing cries out in the distance,
But the sounds are hard and heavy,
In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. — Samar Sen

When you educate a woman, you create a nation. — Hafez Ibrahim