Khudri Quotes & Sayings

Her nature is like a demonstrative cat's; she is delicate, acutely sensitive to cold, and incredibly caressing in her ways. — Colette

The stars are God's dreams, thoughts remembered in the silence of his night. — Henry David Thoreau

Some children naturally have more cognitive control than others, and in all kids this essential skill is being compromised by the usual suspects: smartphones, TV, etc. But there are many ways that adults can help kids learn better cognitive control. — Daniel Goleman

I don't consider myself a great writer, but I would like to think that I can at least proof- read. — Aimee Mann

It was nearly eight before he returned to the office. This was the hour when he found London most lovable; the working day over, her pub windows were warm and jewel-like, her streets thrummed with life, and the indefatigable permanence of her aged buildings, softened by the street lights, became strangely reassuring. We have seen plenty like you, they seemed to murmur soothingly, as he limped along Oxford Street carrying a boxed-up camp bed. Seven and a half million hearts were beating in close proximity in this heaving old city, and many, after all, would be aching far worse than his. Walking wearily past closing shops, while the heavens turned indigo above him, Strike found solace in vastness and anonymity. — Robert Galbraith

May those principles, which were so honorably and nobly defended, namely, the Constitution of our land, by our fathers, be established forever. — Joseph Smith Jr.

You know, we didn't want to kill anyone, but we knew that "Star Wars" is a generational tale. It always is. And for it to have some guts and some resonance and true stakes, I don't think that everyone could have come through the story unscathed. — J.J. Abrams

All soldiers dreamed of armistice, after all. — Courtney Milan

Terry Gilliam has spoken scathingly about my preference for physical comfort. I have come to the conclusion that this is very much his problem. — John Cleese

She was polite, charming, and damn pretty. Braith wanted to hate her, but she just couldn't. The bitch. — G.A. Aiken