Manipol Adalah Quotes & Sayings

He stood beside a cottage lone
And listened to a lute,
One summer's eve, when the breeze was gone,
And the nightingale was mute. — Thomas Kibble Hervey

Light is my inspiration, my paint and brush. It is as vital as the model herself. Profoundly significant, it caresses the essential superlative curves and lines. Light I acknowledge as the energy upon which all life on this planet depends. — Ruth Bernhard

Under the thinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form inself on the edge of consciousness. — Raymond Chandler

All failures are so because they lack social interest. — Alfred Adler

My name is Gin, and I kill people. — Jennifer Estep

Not all beaches are fun and sunscreen. — Bryant A. Loney

Truth, also is the pursuit of it. — George Oppen

Those gray eyes slid back to her. "Your shower big enough for two?"
"Yes, but the cats don't like to get wet. Neither does the
guinea pig. But you might have some success with the lizard."
Bad, bad move. Because both corners of his mouth were
getting in on the smile action. He moved them one at a time, first the right corner, then a slow follow from the left corner.
And then he showed his dimple. — Jamie Farrell

Damn inflation, full speed ahead,' Greenspan has said in both action and word. I think an investor should believe him and invest accordingly. — Bill Gross

I've done everything but tap dance across the table. — Rod Paige

Evil is present to cleverly disguise itself as good. Evil is present to control and deceive us. — Billy Graham

You can't do anything with a man whose mind is gone. — Ruth Downie

I am afraid of falling, of fire, of torture and monsters and infestations of spiders and wild dogs and cancer and the End of the World (a proper one, without a sequel) and everything else I have imagined in the small hours between two and four, when unreasonable, improbable waking nightmares can attain solidity and bulk. I — Nick Harkaway

Below me, in the foundations of the house, I could hear the clothes I'd buried there growing themselves a body. — Margaret Atwood