Kashmirs Whiteley Quotes & Sayings

It is not the dying that matters, it is how the man lived. — Michael Jecks

Do they listen?"
He held up a finger. "Every year one does," he said, ginning, "But that one makes it worthwhile. Even Jesus only did twelve. I try to get one a year. — Abraham Verghese

Yes, Mel. That's exactly why I left without explaining. Because I think about you before I think about myself. Always remember that, Little Ballerina. Always. — L.J. Shen

I do not believe that since man was in the habit of living on this planet anyone has ever lived possessed of the impudence of Jay Gould. — Jay Gould

I don't have an insatiable desire to discover what makes something taste good or to find exotic combinations. I guess I'm not that bored. — Jim Gaffigan

I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of, such as getting my girlfriend pregnant when I was 23 and the way I handled that. — Steve Jobs

Leave it to him to get messed up with deaths little girl — Larissa Ione

Depression gave me more then just a brooding introspection. It gave me humor, it gave me a certain what-a-fuck-up-I-am shtick to play with when the worst was over..the side effects, the by products of depression, seems to keep me going. I had developed a persona that could be extremely melodramatic and entertaining. It had, at times, all the selling points of madness, all the aspects of performance art. I was always able to reduce whatever craziness I'd experienced into the perfect antidote, the ideal cocktail party monologue...I thought this ability, to tell away my personal life as if it didn't belong to me, to be queerly chatty and energetic at moments that most people found inappropriate, was what my friends liked about me. — Elizabeth Wurtzel

I don't go for girls who have beach blond hair, that stereotypical girl thing. But, you know, whatever comes around. — Callan McAuliffe

And a single green soldier was plucked from the shoe box of reservists and replacements and tossed her way, through the air. She picked him up from the sand. The mold had shaped his features precisely, a strong jaw and a sharp nose, the little combat helmet and a sash of ammunition across his chest. Unlike — Alice McDermott

So I fight. I fight the only way I know, with thinking of Ky, even thought the pain of missing him is so strong I can hardly stand it ... I think of him, I think of him, I think of him. — Ally Condie

Once again he was aware of eyes staring fixedly at him. He glanced sideways into the long, pointed face of Goodboy Bindle Featherstone, rearing up in a pose best described as The Last Puppy in the Shop.
To his astonishment, he found himself reaching over and scratching it behind its ears, or at least behind the two spiky things at the sides of its head which were presumably its ears. It responded with a strange noise that sounded like a complicated blockage in a brewery. He took his hand away hurriedly.
"It's all right," said Lady Ramkin. "It's his stomachs rumbling. That means he likes you."
To his amazement, Vimes found that he was rather pleased about this. As far as he could recall, nothing in his life before had thought him worth a burp. — Terry Pratchett