Mogor Quotes & Sayings

In Haverford on the Platte the townspeople still talk of Lucy Gayheart. — Willa Cather

The Hindustani storyteller always knows when he loses his audience," he said. "Because the audience simply gets up and leave, or else it throws vegetables, or, if the audience is the king, it occasionally throws the storyteller headfirst off the city ramparts. And in this case, my dear Mogor-Uncle, the audience is indeed the king. — Salman Rushdie

According to the English scholar Richard Lloyd-Jones, some of the clay tablets deciphered from ancient Sumerian include complaints about the deteriorating writing skills of the young. — Steven Pinker

Your arms ache to hold someone
you move in slow motion from one hug to the next
so you won't jostle the warm feeling off your shoulders
before the next hug comes your way.
Your heart feels hollow
that emptiness screams like an addiction to be filled
even if it means doing hurtful, selfish things
to get a fix.
"I understand,"
I tell him. "Because
I've been lonely, too. — Sarah Tregay

As we stand to leave, I look across the dining hall and through the glass at Lilly. She is smiling at me and the smile hurts. — James Frey

The natural man must know in order to believe; The spiritual man must believe in order to know — Aiden Wilson Tozer

And his best riches, ignorance of wealth. — Oliver Goldsmith

A curt voice echoed in Nathaniel's head, Prep for impact. This is going to hurt. — Jonathan Marker

You know, I try to avoid Googling myself, but sometimes I slip up. Sometimes I just want to see how the world is viewing me on a particular day. — Nicole Scherzinger

Maturity is when you no longer get the urge to make snow angels in mud season — Josh Stern

I have obsessed about my weight in some sort of way all my life. I used to write in my journal what I weighed every day. — Valerie Bertinelli

I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed! — Mary Howitt