Ninad Desai Quotes & Sayings

And horror of horrors, he realized that he was experiencing some sort of a crush.
He needed to kill something. — Larissa Ione

The mind is a mill which can incessant turn, 'til its mere operation focus the stress inward and the stones grind themselves to dust. — David Mamet

There are alternative methods of discipline that are more effective such as implementing reward systems, utilizing point systems, time out, withholding privileges, grounding, modeling positive behaviors, praising good behavior, establishing rules, setting limits, saying no and talking to children about their behaviors" (McEachern 33). — Jessica McEachern

Dont go searching for happiness in a man, find happiness first, then involve a man. — Odeyale Opeyemi

When you're head over heels about someone, it's a real painkiller. You almost wonder why doctors don't recommend it more. — Victor Lodato

Our complimentary dinner that evening was really quite nice. I have always found that free meals taste just a little bit better, and after two days of the rapacious greed of the Key West economy, this was succulent indeed. And — Jeff Lindsay

I am agreed, and would I had given him the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing that would thoroughly woo her, wed her, and bed her, and rid the house of her — William Shakespeare

I was pretty spoiled growing up, creatively and artistically; we were exposed to a lot of different things. I remember watching my brother's friends struggle to get to the level he was at musically and wondering why they were having such a hard time. — Stephen Bruner

When I woke up I was naked. I have this one oddball idiosyncrasy: Sometimes in my sleep I take off all my clothes. — Ethan Hawke

I submit to you that if a man has not discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live. — Martin Luther King Jr.

Therefore, since I could count on no continuity of sapient will to carry me through, indeed since all that was certain was that I must suffer repeated loss of same in order to maintain my body's vitality, my only course was to accomplish with what I hoped was the greater puissance of conscious craft what I had already once barely managed to achieve by accident of fate.

Which was to use these periods of conscious lucidity to engrave a mantric tropism upon the presentient levels of my mind with perpetual chanting repetition and diligent meditation, so that even when reason and conscious will had once more fled, my Bloomenkind self would, during periods of enforced floral nirvana, be programmed to follow the yellow, to follow the sun that sooner or later must rise during a cycle of such meditations into its percept sphere.

"Follow the sun, follow the yellow, follow the Yellow Brick Road ... — Norman Spinrad

I sometimes like to sit in the silence and darkness and listen to my heart shine. — Frank D. Gilroy

Kiss the blackest part of my behind. — Kenya Moore