Parshwanath Upadhye Quotes & Sayings

My bravery however was the effect of assurance for could I have believed the current report, I should have fled as fast as any man, no man can possibly have a greater reluctance to an intimacy with Sir William Howe than my Self. — Henry Laurens

There's a difference in a player that has a job and a player that doesn't have a job. — Grady Little

He accepts his Personal Legend completely. — Paulo Coelho

The most calamitous failures of prediction usually have a lot in common. We focus on those signals that tell a story about the world as we would like it to be, not how it really is. We ignore the risks that are hardest to measure, even when they pose the greatest threats to our well-being. We make approximations and assumptions about the world that are much cruder than we realize. We abhor uncertainty, even when it is an irreducible part of the problem we are trying to solve. — Nate Silver

I don't think there's a lot of carry-over from year to year. I don't think anybody cares what you did the year before. — Tom Brady

Music is my life, if I am without music or if I can't sing any more, I die, I'm nothing ... because music is everything. — Ayumi Hamasaki

If you want to change the culture, you will have to start by changing the organization. — Mary Douglas

Today's burdens can strengthen you for tomorrow. — Mark Twain

A nod is as good as a wink to a blind horse — Frank McCourt

But it's obvious since the beginning that wars make no sense. You kill people to tell them you want to stop killing them. — Patrick Ness

I was in 'Seussical,' and I was in a cage onstage in a purple yarn suit singing backup, and I was like: 'I've had it. I can't do this anymore.' I will say for the record that I did love the show, but I was like: 'I want to do something else. I need a little more.' — Casey Nicholaw

The weather was still cold, but I was not. The blood thrummed near the surface of my skin, and I felt heat rise in my palms. I reached a hand out to the pine that stood by me, drops of water trembling on each needle, its bark black with wet. I breathed its scent and let the water touch my skin, cool as vapor. The rain fell in shushing stillness all around me, dampening my clothes 'til they clung to me softly, like clouds upon the mountain. Jamie had told me once that he must live on a mountain, and I knew now why this was so - though I could in no wise have put the notion into words. All my scattered thoughts receded, as I listened for the voice of rocks and trees - and heard the bell of the mountain strike once, somewhere deep beneath my feet. — Diana Gabaldon