Mrudula Rakhade Quotes & Sayings

So all of these things are going on that make you wake up and realize you are a mortal person. You can choose to cruise through your life, but if you do, you're going to open your eyes at some point, and it's gone. — Kathy Mattea

If you want to be a good writer, be the best writer in the world. That's what I've done. — Ray Bradbury

In the past, people could use their music because there are these bootlegs floating around that were supposedly public domain but they weren't, and now they've locked everything up and it's become really near impossible to use their music in movies. — George Ratliff

Auditur et altera pars. (The other side shall be heard as well.) — Seneca.

A good deal of editing a manuscript looks like mechanical work, as if anyone with time on their hands and a magnifying glass could do it. But at a certain point, you need a strong interpretive conviction and, as you say, an "intangible" relationship to what you are doing. — Oliver Harris

I pulled out my phone as I hurried along and texted Abby, U OK? I had to stop while I texted because I am not a teenager. — Chris Fabry

The town cares for devil's work no more than it cares for God's or man's. It knew darkness. And darkness was enough. — Stephen King

Autobiographical comics, I love them. I love them. — Alison Bechdel

An uninstructed person will lay the fault of his own bad condition upon others. Someone just starting instruction will lay the fault on himself. Some who is perfectly instructed will place blame neither on others nor on himself. — Epictetus

You think ghosts and witches and vampires and ghosts and two-headed monsters are bad. Why? Do you know what that is, David? It's prejudice. Racial prejudice! — Anthony Horowitz

If you are truly successful in capturing the pulse of life, then you can speak of a good photograph. — Rene Burri

I fall into books the way I fall into lust - wholly, hungrily. — Rebecca McClanahan

Having a crying baby is inspiration to get the job done quickly. — Emily Procter

Traven stares at me. If eyes could scream, run home, and hide under the blankets, he'd be blind. Is — Richard Kadrey

America is my country, and Paris is my home town. — Gertrude Stein