Marasri English Quotes & Sayings

Any pitcher who throws at a batter and deliberately tries to hit him is a communist. — Alvin Dark

Some directors have just one way of working; you either have to adhere to it or you don't. — Bradley Cooper

The books you love best - those are the immensity of the sea. — Kevin Brockmeier

How can I fault her for trying to bury a truth that when exposed to air and sunlight could only hurt the ones she loves? — Sarah Ockler

Just think," I say, trying to calm her down. "The two of us naked in a car, but safe and sound all the same, kissing each other to the clap of thunder and the sound of the driving rain!"
"This is impossible," she says.
"But just think. Wouldn't you like, from this snug little shelter in the midst of cosmic rage, to stick your tongue out to the entire world? — Naguib Mahfouz

The American people thoroughly despise and hate their newspapers; yet they seem to have no idea what to do about it, and take it for granted that they must go on reading falsehoods for the balance of their days! — Upton Sinclair

Every weekend I go to the guitar bar in Hoboken and do a jam session. — Steve Capus

Men write Bibles. God doesn't. God writes in stars and worlds and seasons and Hudson Rivers and beautiful women. Creation is the good book. — Mark Siegel

I suppose because our hearts are made in a certain way we cannot help being what we are. — Irina Tweedie

Old Blotnik had been mumbling so steadily for so many years, Ozzie suspected he had memorized the prayers and forgotten all about God. It — Philip Roth

A large part of choosing your path is figuring out which values will determine your worth. Once that's clear, it's much easier to decide if the work you're doing will increase or decrease your feelings of worth. — Paul Jarvis

We treat desire as a problem to be solved, address what desire is for and focus on that something and how to acquire it rather than on the nature and the sensation of desire, though often it is the desire between us and the object of desire that fills the space in between with the blue of longing. — Rebecca Solnit