Kulakta Ugultu Quotes & Sayings

If you fall into water, you may still be saved. But if you fall down in literary matters, there is no life left for you. — Donna Jo Napoli

Bill Russell helped make my dream a better dream because when you play with the best, you know you have to play your best. — Wilt Chamberlain

Nobody does good to men with impunity. — Auguste Rodin

Children who are ill, in their innocence and plight, teach adults many lessons, and one of those lessons is that 'Life must go on. Face it. Live it. Enjoy it. Despite all the odds.' That is bravery, in the eyes of a sick child. — Kcat Yarza

Feminist is someone who believes in social, political, and economic equality of the sexes - the — Sheryl Sandberg

I believe that every man can multiply his own ability by almost constant wordless realization of his unity with his Source. I have, myself, made that feeling so much a part of me that I actually feel myself to be an extension of the Source; that my works are not my own, but interpretations of this Source. — Walter Russell

I have a British voice and a rather formal one at that, having been brought up in post-WWII Britain. My voice is perfectly suited to the sort of book I write, I think. It would not fit a contemporary, besides which I do not know enough about the contemporary world to write convincingly or comfortably about it! — Mary Balogh

He bent his head down, running his nose along my cheek. My neck. Behind my ear, huffing his scent onto me like he hadn't done since he'd become the Alpha. I loved it. And him. But — T.J. Klune

The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness.
It — Mary Oliver

You have all the time in the world when you know what you are doing. — Robert Ferrigno

In Coetzee's eyes, we human beings will never abandon politics because politics is too convenient and too attractive as a theatre in which to give play to our baser emotions. — J.M. Coetzee

For some reason, he belonged more in Wisconsin. Because of me, because I was there. Not that I ever managed to talk to him for more than ten minutes, and not that I ever had the nerve to ask him out. But still, I loved him. Deeply. — Catherine Clark