Meladze Interior Quotes & Sayings

Once a day you should look into the mirror to see if what stands between you and happiness isn't you. — Edward Somers

I take a cruel joy in seeing you tremble and writhe beneath my whip, and in hearing your groans and wails; I want to go on whipping without pity until you beg for mercy, until you lose your senses. — Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch

The pressed oil of words can blaze up into music, into image, into the heart and mind's knowledge. The lit and shadowed places within us can be warmed. — Jane Hirshfield

Because that's the thing about love. Sometimes you're head over heels long before you've even have the chance to register the fall. — Kate Givans

If proportion is the good breeding of architecture, symmetry, or the answering of one part to another, may be defined as the sanity of decoration. — Edith Wharton

There are a lot worse things you can do with all your bucks than giving them to even a mediocre mutual fund - such as, for example, giving them to a mediocre hedge fund. If supporting the lifestyle of a mediocre fund manager is your favorite charity, who am I to stop you? — Gary Weiss

My first college roommate greeted me with a shocked silence followed by, 'So ... you're black.' — Al Roker

Mournful and Never-ending Remembrance. — Edgar Allan Poe

There's never been a moment," he barely said, "when I didn't recognize you. — Rainbow Rowell

My Christmas wish: To feel your arms around me, to have your lips on mine, and to hold you close one more time, while there's time. — D.S. Mixell

Your eyes hold all the answers to my life's problems. — Avijeet Das

Shine from within, your soul is your light. — Debasish Mridha

The only thing that could soothe and calm me during this era was music. That's continued to be true throughout my life. My mother would put my sister and me to bed and turn on the radio to sing us to sleep. There was something very comforting about being in a dark, cold room with Prince, Tina Turner, Cyndi Lauper, or Madonna playing quietly. I didn't have to think about anything - the music took me away from myself and I got lost in it. I needed it like a drug. I felt disconnected and alone, and I realized around this time that things would never get better. It got so bad that I would pretend to be sick at school just so I could come home and lie in bed listening to music. It was like being adrift on the ocean at night. I still have trouble falling asleep without music now. — Damien Echols

A writer's working hours are his waking hours. He is working as long as he is conscious and frequently when he isn't. — Edna Ferber