Mantralaya Vahini Quotes & Sayings
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And thus being totally preoccupied, he rode so slowly that the sun was soon glowing with such intense heat that it would have melted his brains, if he'd had any. — Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

Digital is a disaster. No digital radio has the correct time and they don't even agree with each other. — Tim Rice

So something about that touched me, obviously, when I was young and it just stayed with me. I'm always amazed by that, because my experience seems to be so much different than what I'm told, so much of the time. — Andrew McCarthy

He who refuses to embrace a unique opportunity loses the prize as surely as if he had failed. — William James

I had a naked incubus in my bedroom. With a frying pan of half-cooked bacon, and a hard-on. And a unicorn bite on his ass. Christ, this was turning out to be a weird morning. — Allison Pang

There's something uniquely valuable in everyone, and we'll be much happier and better off if we invest the time and energy it takes to find it. But seriously, if the person doesn't clip their toenails or wear clean socks, look elsewhere. There are plenty of options. — Aziz Ansari

The only way to improve is to set yourself harder goals. — Joanne Whalley

Gardening always has been an art, essentially. — Robert Irwin

Hey, buddy, you suck at suicide negotiations. — James Dashner

Nigeria was a blank on the map - there weren't even any maps. The US State Department, everyone said don't go there. It was courageous of Harvard University: the notion was that we would match Harvard students with Nigerian students, so that every student would have a guide, creating a guarantee of intimacy with the city. — Rem Koolhaas

All tyrants were harsh, but fire was more ungovernable than most. — Gregory Maguire

In order to dream so far, is it enough to read? Isn't it necessary to write? Write as in our schoolboy past, in those days when, as Bonnoure says, the letters wrote themselves one by one, either in their gibbosity or else in their pretentious elegance? In those days, spelling was a drama, our drama of culture at work in the interior of a word. — Gaston Bachelard