Madumali Quotes & Sayings

It's the moments of our life that shape us. — Tony Robbins

The cross of Christ is in itself an offence to the world; let us take heed that we add no offence of our own. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

It was a special kind of hell: to be so close to him and know he could never have him. — Alessandra Hazard

Work had to be enjoyable on a daily basis. — Yvon Chouinard

That's why I read so much. A book isn't going to hurt me. A book isn't going to form some opinion about me that could wreck my life. I learn about so many new and great things from reading. I keep to myself with a good book and a shot of whiskey and I'm right with the world. — Paulette Mahurin

Every book is, in an intimate sense, a circular-letter to the friends of him who writes it. — Robert Louis Stevenson

You don't want to get to the end of life's journey and discover you never left the interstate. — Robert Breault

Afraid was good, he thought. Change requires fear, he knew this too. — Lisa Moore

Male writers who never find the stabilizing force of an understanding woman in their lives usually end up as the jaded figures of their days, the types who give much artistic expression to the world, but who are lonely in their overcrowded worlds of love. — Janvier Chouteu-Chando

Yes, she's playing silent music for invisible beings. Perhaps they need it. — Paulo Coelho

Conversation! Supple sentences, with first and second meanings and overtones beyond, outrageous challenges with cleverly planned slip-points, rebuttals of elegant brevity; deceptions and guiles, patient explanations of the obvious, fleeting allusions to the unthinkable. As a preliminary, the conversationalist must gauge the mood, the intelligence and the verbal facility of the company. To this end, a few words of pedantic exposition often prove invaluable. — Jack Vance

If I know Mom,' she said, 'she'd have refused any surgery anyhow.'

'It's true,' Amanda said. 'Her advance directive basically asked us to put her out on an ice floe if she developed so much as a hangnail. — Anne Tyler

The silence that is in the starry sky, / The sleep that is among the lonely hills. — William Wordsworth