Metafizik Tarikh Quotes & Sayings

Soy sauce is really a multi-purpose seasoning. — Martin Yan

Don't save the canary. Fix the coal mine. — Seth Godin

The R is the wrong way roond and you left the A and a Y out of Anybody,' said Jeannie, because it is a wife's job to stop her husband actually exploding with pride.
'Ach, wumman, I didna' ken which way the fat man wuz walkin',' said Rob, airly waving a hand. 'Ye canna trust the fat man. That's the kind of thing us nat'ral writin' folk knows about. One day he might walk this way, next day he might walk that way. — Terry Pratchett

I love designer stuff but like it will only be like, on a whim. I love Alexander Wang so much, but it's expensive. — Ellie Goulding

When I come back, we'll pretend like this never happened. We'll head to Wyoming and get back to what we do best.' Annie had no idea what it was that they did best; the two of them together seemed below average in all categories. — Kevin Wilson

It hasn't been hard getting nominated, but winning it is another thing. The competition is tough. — Gary Burton

I could never have imagined that firing 67 people on national television would actually make me more popular, especially with the younger generation. — Donald Trump

[Speaking to 29-year-old ex-guerrilla]

'I see it as a process. First, yes, you do negotiate. But if that does not work, then you have to use violence to get what you need. Even if you have to bomb a school.' There was a swagger to that statement, a perverted machismo: only a real man understands the necessity of bombing a school. — Samanth Subramanian

The world wills itself to be deceived, so let it be deceived. — Petronius

Hard isn't hard if you've got a strong back and a purpose. — Nora Roberts

A paper man. How romantic. And when I tire of him, I can just crumple him into a huge ball. — Tess Oliver

Every story is an act of trust between a writer and a reader: each story, in the end, is social. Whatever a writer sets down can help or harm a community of which he or she is a part. When I write I can imagine a child in California wishing to give away what he's just seen- a wild animal fleeing though creosote cover in the desert, casting a bright-eyed backward glance or three lines of overheard conversation that seem to contain everything we need understand to repair the gaping rift between body and soul. I look back at that boy turning in glee beneath his pigeons and know it can take a lifetime to convey what you mean, to find the opening. You watch, you set it down. Then you try again. — Barry Lopez