Manushulu Mamathalu Quotes & Sayings

Practice makes an actor excel. It is like cycling and motor driving. It is an art, which can be learnt and practised. — Anupam Kher

The law says you have the right to hold a nigger, but begging the law's pardon, it lies ... Is everything right because the law allows it? Suppose they'd pass a law taking away your liberty and making you a slave? — Solomon Northup

Everything worth having can be carried in your heart. — Spoken By Pirate Captain Raider Prescott To The Heroine In Betina Krahn's PASSION'S RANSOM

Gary Oldman is impossible to steal a movie from. He's such a great actor, he's off the hook. I love him. — Kevin Bacon

Talent is nothing without persistence. — Dean Crawford

Hey, man, I like to look good; I wear make-up. — Nikki Sixx

Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home! — Charles Dickens

I don't know how I look, but I know how I feel: Young. Goofy. Infinite. — John Green

Men are like buses. If you miss one, another one will come along soon enough. — Jennifer Lamont Leo

Opening your heart and being courageous and telling people that you care about them or like them or that you think they're special only makes you a better, bigger, kinder, softer, more loving person, and only attracts more love into your life. — Amy Poehler

Happy is entirely up to you and always has been. — Janette Rallison

The fact is I am getting a little afraid of John. — Charlotte Perkins Gilman

I thought twenty was pretty scary, like, not being able to call myself a teenager anymore, and feeling like an adult - that kind of made me nervous. — Adam Lamberg

I still feel like I have a lot to learn in the realm of sound experimentation, and I think I would like things to get noisier and weirder and more distressed and more aggressive, but I don't know if that's something that would be suitable for public consumption. — Sufjan Stevens

An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with a vague anguish. — Kate Chopin