Masoomeh Faghankhani Quotes & Sayings

I didn't crash anything! They said I hit the wires, Don! I didn't see them!" "That explains it. You're a master when things go well, you're a victim when they go out of control." He was laughing at me. — Richard Bach

Schooling is a manufacturing process whereby the raw material called curious boys is turned into products called obedient men. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Parents have the ability to screen their children's Internet access at home. — Mike Fitzpatrick

Do not look at the faces in the illustrated papers. Look at the faces in the street. — G.K. Chesterton

That makes about as much sense as lopping off your foot to avoid twisting an ankle. — Eileen Wilks

They don't have classes on bravery in middle school. If they did I'd have signed up. It would have been helpful to learn how to stare down what I feared most and not blink. — Shannon Wiersbitzky

I wanted my first film to be something where I was surrounded by an amazing cast. I wanted to do something that was completely unexpected, totally out of the box, something that would blow people's minds, that the last thing on the planet earth they would ever think I would do would be it. — Alicia Keys

The past is a gift that should not be unwrapped in the present. — Steven Aitchison

It comes as a great shock to see Gary Cooper killing off the Indians and, although you are rooting for Gary Cooper, that the Indians is you — James Baldwin

For too long already we have talked about man; let us finally talk about God again. — Vladimir Maksimov

I try to just talk about human stories and what I think about religion or teapots or whatever. — Eddie Izzard

It's a really unfair world because life is, where I am; all day long we listen to American music. So I don't see why the radios in the U.S. cannot even put aside one hour a day just to play music that is not American. — Miriam Makeba

I'm not really good at being predictive, so I guess I'm willing to be surprised. — Gwen Ifill

The wrought-iron gate squeaked as Lucas opened it. He lowered the rented bike down the stone steps and onto the sidewalk. To his right was the most famous Globe Hotel in Paris, disguised under another name. In front of the entrance five Curukians sat on mopeds. Lu-cas and his eighteen-month-old friend then shot out across the street and through the invisible beam of an-other security camera.
He rode diagonally across the place de la Concorde and headed toward the river. It seemed only natural. The motorcycles trailed him. He pedaled fast across the Alex-andre III bridge and zipped past Les Invalides hospital. He tried to turn left at the Rodin Museum, but Goper rode next to him, blocking his escape. — Paul Aertker

If you didn't have some sense of idealism, then what is there to sustain you? — James Carville