Nunoo Taske Quotes & Sayings

Five more miles to go! We climb through rain and snow, A river to cross - A mountain to pass - Now we've four more miles to go! The — Ruskin Bond

My father is a very theatrical and dramatic person. — Viva Bianca

In a season like this,
I wouldn't be held by the snow.
With all these feelings of bliss,
I've to put aside my ego
And step out to let you know,
With you, I'm well pleased
And the love you show,
Is to me the bee's knees. — Emmanuel Aghado

Look at me and tell me it meant nothing to you, and I will let you go. — Sylvain Reynard

My favorite book has always been Jane Austen's Persuasion and it's been the comfort blanket of my life which I know sounds a bit dramatic but, if ever I'm feeling fed up, it's my novel of choice. What I've always done when I can't face the world is to retreat into its pages and spend some time with Captain Wentworth. — Jane Odiwe

I'm enjoying the work while I get it right now. — Louis C.K.

A book acts as the getaway car when you need to escape.
Even when you're the one writing it. — Julie Wright

We [with Nimai Larson] listened to hardly any music except Hare Krishna music growing up and the occasional Garth Brooks that our babysitter would play for us. From a very early age, we looked at music as mantra based, very cyclical, and having no linear time. — Taraka Larson

Pour me another tequila, I'm going to put on your red satin dress. You put on my clothes. — Bobby Bare

Learning how to relive again on life's terms sure doesn't do much for your confidence. You have to kind of walk in faith that the next step is going to be just a little bit better than the last step. — Joe Nichols

I don't think of cartoons or comics as being for kids. — Jeff Kinney

The next time I write a play - in order to get audience trust for a particular sort of tragic line, I'll try to bring the audience a good distance before that. Part of that is allowing comic moments to occur. I had been afraid of that - that once the audience started laughing in the play, they would never stop. — Colm Toibin

Hatred obscures all distinctions. — C.S. Lewis

After wearing and wasting her palpitating heart with every engine of regret that lonely inexperience could devise, common sense had illumined her. She felt that she would do well to be useful again - to taste anew sweet independence at any price. The past was past; whatever it had been, it was no more at hand. Whatever its consequences, time would close over them; — Thomas Hardy