Labasha Quotes & Sayings

I fell in love with you, he said. That's why I said it. It happened even before you kissed me, I think. — Stephen King

Nature unfolds her treasure at the first ray of sunrise. — Kishore Bansal

And in self-giving we become really happy. Real humility is the expansion of our consciousness and our service. — Sri Chinmoy

Can't say no one makes money from Twitter now. The NBA does. — Mark Cuban

Maybe Christ will come again. Maybe seeds will be planted, maybe there'll be harvests then, maybe early figs to eat, maybe new life, maybe fresh blood, maybe companionship and love and protection, safety from what's outside, maybe the door will hold, or maybe ... Maybe the troubles will come, and the end will come, and the sky will collapse and there will be terrible rains and showers of poison light, or maybe my life is really fine, maybe Joe loves me and I'm only crazy thinking otherwise, or maybe not, maybe it's even worse than I know, maybe ... I want to know, maybe I don't. The suspense, Mr. Lies, it's killing me. — Tony Kushner

I consider my relationship with acting in Hollywood as sort of a mutual breakup. Through puberty, Hollywood didn't really want me anymore, and I was like, 'Yeah, I don't really want you, either.' — Mara Wilson

Puzzles' are bound to arise for everyone, but how does the puzzle get solved, that much science if people get to know, it is more than enough. — Dada Bhagwan

Envy, my son, wears herself away, and droops like a lamb under the influence of the evil eye. — Jacopo Sannazaro

Like most scavengers, Sunil knew how he appeared to the people who frequented the airport: shoeless, unclean, pathetic. By winter's end, he had defended against this imagined contempt by developing a rangy, loose-hipped stride for exclusive use on Airport Road. It was the walk of a boy on his way to school, taking his time, eating air. His trash sack was empty on this first leg of his daily route, so it could be tucked under his arm or worn over his shoulders like a superhero cape. When Sister Paulette passed by in her chauffeured white van, it could be draped over his head. Sister Paulette-Toilet was how he thought of her now. He imagined her riding down Airport Road looking for children more promising than he. — Katherine Boo

Thought is the original source of all wealth, all success, all material gain, all great discoveries and inventions, and of all achievement. — Claude M. Bristol