Maharashtra Maza Quotes & Sayings

Are you ... " "Lovers? Yes, occasionally," Diana said calmly. I blushed. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize. Are you mad at me?" "Why? Am I jealous? No. I love the butterfly. That doesn't make me jealous of the flowers. — Mark Henwick

A poet can write about a man slaying a dragon, but not about a man pushing a button that releases a bomb. — W. H. Auden

Soldier, there is a war between the mind
And sky, between thought and day and night. It is
For that the poet is always in the sun,
Patches the moon together in his room
To his Virgilian cadences, up down,
Up down. It is a war that never ends. — Wallace Stevens

My mom took me to a dog show and I won!! — Rodney Dangerfield

[Thelonious] Monk is a subject in itself. I mean, most piano players in most big bands sit down and they play with the band, you know. But Monk would just sit there like this. And all of a sudden there'd be a pause from all the trumpets and everything and Monk would go 'plink!' like that. And everybody would go 'Yeah! — Ray Brown

She didn't look like a Willow Queen. Of course, I'm not sure what exactly I expected - maybe something akin to Glinda the Good Witch. But this woman looked like Surfer Girl Barbie. — Richelle Mead

If it was a great script and a great character, I would love to do a romantic comedy. — Andy Serkis

If you want to become a man of letters and perhaps write some Histories one day, you must also lie and invent tales, otherwise your History would become monotonous. But you must act with restraint. The world condemns liars who do nothing but lie, even about the most trivial things, and it rewards poets, who lie only about the greatest things. — Umberto Eco

Pardon all but thy selfe.
[Pardon all but thyself.] — George Herbert

The time of dangling insects arrived. White houses with caterpillars dangling from the eaves. White stones in driveways. You can walk at night down the middle of the street and hear women talking on the telephone. Warmer weather produces voices in the dark. They are talking about their adolescent sons. How big, how fast. The sons are almost frightening. The quantities they eat. The way they loom in doorways. These are the days that are full of wormy bugs. They are in the grass, stuck to the siding, hanging in the hair, hanging from the trees and eaves, stuck to the window screens. The women talk long-distance to grandparents of growing boys. They share the Trimline phone, beamish old folks in hand-knit sweaters on fixed incomes.
What happens to them when the commercial ends? — Don DeLillo

the Carnegie way of doing things: calculate the productivity of every worker and every machine, cut costs, maximize profits, then repeat — Paul Beck

To pay flattery their country will bleed. — Taliesin

President George Washington used to wear a wig and make-up. I mean, c'mon, if he could do it, I can do it. — Nikki Sixx