Murlidhar Quotes & Sayings

In the end the number of things he thought of saying all at once nearly suffocated him and he became silent. — C.S. Lewis

Anything that isn't opposed by about 40 percent of humanity is either an evil business or so unimportant that it simply doesn't matter. — Russell Baker

The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core. Scratch a lover and find a foe! — Dorothy Parker

She was a fairy-tale princess out of his comic book fantasies. She glowed like a star. He hated it. It made his jaw clench [ ... ]. It made him want to wreck something, punch walls, hurl plates. He wanted to drag her into a corner and rip off her glittering veil of illusions. Remind her that she was his beautiful wild animal, not this remote, perfect being. She was earth and sweat and blood and bone, she was hunger and need and howling at the moon. Just like him. Part of him. — Shannon McKenna

There before me, staring back from bottomless blackness, was I without my self. On all fours, I stared into my eyes. I came closer, and we kissed. Who knows me best? I am only water. — Pirate Lanford

It was a time when a degree was expected but not much respected. — Pawan Mishra

Desire leaves us heartbroken; it wears us out. — Ellen Pompeo

Nature is not silent, and never was a name more derisively inappropriate than when we speak of these non-human creatures who hoot and crow and bray as the dumb animals. — Winifred Holtby

Everybody blows their first money. — Lorne Michaels

What was once your pain, will be your home. — Emily Saliers

Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star. — Laini Taylor

If a person has built a sound character, it makes but little difference what people say about him, because he will win in the end. — Napoleon Hill

What did I expect, that you would wrap my rib cage with those enormous hands in which horses must be measured, lifting me overhead with the stern reproach that is every Western woman's sly delight, "You're too thin"? — Lionel Shriver

First, I don't make love. I fuck, hard. — E.L. James

Idleness, ennui, noise, mischief, riot, and a nameless train of mistaken notions of pleasure, are often classed, in a young man's mind, under the general head of liberty. — Maria Edgeworth