Kahte Hai Quotes & Sayings

Before the first workout, Joe Schultz, the manager (he's out of the old school, I think, because he looks like he's out of the old school - short, portly, bald, ruddy-faced, twinkly eyed), stopped by while I was having a catch. "How you feeling, Jim?" he asked. I wonder what he meant by that. — Jim Bouton

The ending of lives begins here. — Pierce Brown

Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. — Jean De La Bruyere

Material poverty doesn't cause
murder, rape or terror.Mental poverty does. — Derric Yuh Ndim

When it comes to dying and the risks of a bad death, does our responsibility as doctors override cultural values? Is it ever acceptable to bypass cultural norms and expectations in an attempt to get to the human truth? While in many cultures the tradition is to work through the family rather than talk directly to the patient during the dying process, the potential for harm is great, and patients may unintentionally be held hostage by their families. — Jessica Nutik Zitter

Sometimes you can remember everything about an old friend, down to minor details about his behaviour, but for the life of you you can't picture his face. — Ryu Murakami

There's this really good line in 'Women in Love' where Ursula says, 'I always thought it was a sin to be unhappy.' And actually I think that's very common, it's what a lot of people feel - that you have an obligation to life to be happy if you can. — Rachel Cusk

Nobody is fully alive who cannot apply to art as much discrimination and appreciation as he applies to the work by which he earns his living. — Brooks Atkinson

My smile, on the other hand, grows even wider so that no one will suspect, and I swallow my desire to cry. The — Paulo Coelho

For mankind as a whole, a possession infinitely more valuable than individual life is our genetic heritage, our link with past and future ... Yet genetic deterioration through man-made agents is the menace of our time ... — Rachel Carson

Where were all the people I loved? I could feel them, flung about, the distance between us a crushing weight that I myself had put there. — Jan Ellison