Koloyan River Quotes & Sayings

The radio was my pal. I was just crazy about it. — Bob Edwards

We thread our way through a moving forest of ice-cream cones and crimson thighs. — Jean-Dominique Bauby

My business is hurting people. — Sugar Ray Robinson

Power which can be abused, will be abused. — Jim Warner

When I started making music, we'd lost a lot of our great people. Rock was moving in a direction I didn't like. Rock was my generation's revolutionary, sexual, poetic, and political voice, but it had become corporatized. It was going into stadiums. It was so far removed from its basic roots. — Patti Smith

Films are made all over the world all the time and only a thin slice of that product is Hollywood. — Mike Leigh

Why are we still talking?" She reached for the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it aside in the hallway. — T.J. Kline

If I say I'll help you I'll help you. If I say I'll kill you I'll kill you. Everything else is ripples of maybe. — Stanley Victor Paskavich

Anxiety prepares the organism badly for an ordeal which even under more favorable circumstances would not be an easy thing to bear. — Henryk Sienkiewicz

A man's love for his native land lies deeper than any logical expression, among those pulses of the heart which vibrate to the sanctities of home, and to the thoughts which leap up from his father's graves. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin

The summer I was ten years old, there was a group of kids in my neighborhood who played together every night after dinner. I often watched them from my window ... Every night around nine-thirty or ten, those kids would get called in one by one ... I knew the first ones called were full of resentment. But they needn't have been. Nothing ever happened after they left anyway. Things just sort of ended in a slow motion way, like petals falling off a flower. You couldn't have people leave like that and have anything good happen afterward. Whoever was left couldn't pay much attention to anything other than waiting for their turn to get called in. So, it wasn't so bad to go first, to head back toward those deep yellow lights and beds made up with summer linens. It was much better than being last, when you would be left standing there alone, finally going in without anybody calling you. — Elizabeth Berg

The slave-breeders and slave-traders, are a small, odious and detested class, among you; and yet in politics, they dictate the course of all of you, and are as completely your masters, as you are the master of your own negroes. — Abraham Lincoln