Marwari Rajasthani Quotes & Sayings

All men are sculptors, constantly chipping away the unwanted parts of their lives, trying to create their idea of a masterpiece. — Eddie Murphy

The language of labels is like paper money, issued irresponsibly, with nothing of intrinsic value behind it, that is, with no effort of the intelligence to see, to really apprehend. — Paula Fox

The top 10% of the people who are most creative, constructive and thoughtful, do not have much to do with churches. To them the canons of reason come first, making faith secondary and questionable. — Joseph Fletcher

Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed. — Alexander Pope

I have a black lab named Luke. — Bryan Clay

And the moon never beams Without bringing me dreams And the sun never shines But I see the bright eyes I lie down by the side Of my darling My life, my life.. — Stevie Nicks

With Halloween on a Monday this year, that gives people a chance to have parties on Friday, Saturday or Sunday. — Suzanne Smith

We need to move: from a spirituality of alienation from the natural world to a spirituality of intimacy with the natural world from a spirituality of the divine as revealed in words to a spirituality of the divine as revealed in the visible world about us.. — Thomas Berry

Both freethought and anthropology are symptoms of the same underlying condition - the relative condition, the condition of difference. — Jack David Eller

Every man is an island, and every heart seeks the ferry to cross the main... — Mykyta Isagulov

The circus tent was flowing pale in the rain like a fleshy flower lit from within. It seemed to bloom in the downpour. Drops of rain caught on Rafe's eyelashes, blinding him as the circus light struck them. He groped for the flap, that slit in the fabric that would reveal her to him.
She was on the rope again, her skirt flashing with tiny mirrors, hair braided with petals. He looked up at her, dizzy with it, seeing her face framed in the parasol. There were bluish shadows around her eyes. — Francesca Lia Block

I sometimes wonder . . ." She shrugged. "I mean, what if everyone's lied about death? What if there is no Fade, but instead you're just stuck in your body forever, conscious but unable to move?" Great. She'd wanted to try to lighten the mood. Nice. Try. "Well, bodies do . . ." He cleared his throat. "You know, rot. — J.R. Ward