Makan Malayalam Quotes & Sayings

Excuse me? Did I miss something? What has ever been romantic about vomit?
"A man standing by your side when you're sick. Holding your hair back from your face ... that's romantic."
"In what alternate universe do you live? Here in a place I like to call reality, that's disgusting. Who in their right mind would find that romantic? — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I wish I were more musically gifted, more intuitive in playing instruments. — Edward Norton

We must relearn how to cry. A strong man cries; it is the weak man who holds back his tears. — Archie Fire Lame Deer

We must only believe. — David Paul Kirkpatrick

An Englishman is the unfittest person on earth to argue another Englishman into slavery. — Edmund Burke

Taint no use to sit and whine 'Cause the fish ain't on your line; Bait your hook an' keep on tryin', Keep a-goin'! — Frank Lebby Stanton

Do not let any sweet-talking woman beguile your good sense with the fascination of her shape. It's your barn she's after. — Hesiod

They all looked like a shampoo commercial, healthy and clear-skinned, perfectly proportioned, a group of handsome young men. Their clothes hung on them like they were glad to be gracing such supermodels. — Lilith Saintcrow

You don't have to be super clean to be a super star — Ice Cube

Strong winds buffet the sea oats and tall dune grasses, tossing sand and seabirds where it will, winding my sister's golden hair into sunlit spirals of silk until it becomes the only good memory I have of her
the only memory I allowed myself to keep. — Karen White

The one true happiness in life is to love and to be loved — George W. Sands

We all stared at the scoreboard in stunned silence. Only Carter was able to get anything out.
"That," he told Robert exuberantly, "is how a bird in the hand gets up before the early worm."
"That doesn't make any sense," said Roger.
Carter pointed at the scoreboard. "Neither does that, but there you have it. — Richelle Mead

Life is what you make of it. Don't make excuses - make it happen. — Chamillionaire

Tanya Ward Goodman, writing with a big heart, clear eyes, and a light touch, allows us a privileged glimpse into the shabby, enchanted world of traveling carnivals, roadside attractions, and a beloved, eccentric father's descent into Alzheimers. Just as her dad animated the handcarved, miniature western world of Tinkertown from coat hangers, inner tubes and old sewing machine motors, Tanya Ward Goodman has fashioned her complex and often hilarious memories into a beguiling, wry, and moving work of art. — Michelle Huneven

They couldn't groan like that without their heads. — Christine Dougherty