Kutlama Kartlari Quotes & Sayings

While the fates permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned. — Seneca.

I am, after all, not just the novel's creator but its first reader. And if I'm not able to guess with any accuracy how the damned thing is going to turn out, even with my inside knowledge of coming events, I can be pretty sure of keeping the reader in a state of page-turning anxiety. And why worry about the ending anyway? Why be such a control freak? Sooner or later every story comes out somewhere. — Stephen King

In study at the Mayo Clinic covering fifty consecutive young women with hypothyroidism, twenty-eight has menstrual disturbances. Abnormally profuse menses was a common disturbance; frequent bleeding between periods was another; in some cases, both problems were present. Thyroid therapy relived the disturbances. — Broda Otto Barnes

Why would someone cut out his heart?"
Michael shrugged. "Souvenir. Sexual gratification. Dinner. — Dean Koontz

Let's face it: I want it all
just like you and everybody else. It may not be in the cards, but the prospect is so dazzling that I have to try. — Lauren Bacall

Nothing is stronger than gentleness. — Abraham Lincoln

There are times I think I am not sure of something which I absolutely know. — Mongkut

I have a conflicted view on beer styles. As historical artifacts, they're endlessly fascinating to study. And I think that they generally represent confluences -- and compromises -- of technology, agriculture, cuisine, and geology that make the most of what a region has to offer. That means existing styles are usually quite wonderful to drink, and I'm all for that. — Randy Mosher

Usually, the best ideas come from having to fix a really hard problem. — Jesse Schell

Individuality will always be one of the conditions of real elegance — Christian Dior

You learn pretty fast that there is no magic solution to poverty. — Chris Hughes

I sat down on the sofa, strangely restless, it was as though the tempo inside me was greater than that outside. — Karl Ove Knausgard

She was perfect. I knew this the moment she emerged from my body, white and wet and wailing. Beyond the requisite ten fingers and ten toes, the beating heart, the lungs inhaling and exhaling oxygen, my daughter knew how to scream. She knew how to make herself heard. She knew how to reach out and latch on. She knew what she needed to do to survive. I didn't know how it was possible that such perfection could have developed within a body as flawed as my own, but when I looked into her face, I saw that it clearly was. — Vanessa Diffenbaugh