Partap Sharma Quotes & Sayings

All she knew was that his smile lit up the morning as the rising sun does. For a moment, looking at his face, it was as if her ribs were empty, hollow, as if the world had stopped forever while she looked into his eyes as blue as the bellflowers that grew wild across the meadows. For a moment, just until her beating heart had returned to her chest, Birle had thought she understood everything about herself she had never understood before. — Cynthia Voigt

If I could only reach out and touch the stars, I would know everything. I would understand. — Mary E. Pearson

He who prays most receives most. — Alphonsus Liguori

It's wherever you are. If it's tapped into any of your senses, it knows where you are and what you're doing."
Oh no, I thought, my spirits sinking. I hadn't considered that. Did that mean nothing I did was ever anymore?
"Even in the bathroom?" the Gasman's eyes widened with surprise. — James Patterson

All the goodness, beauty, and perfection of a human being belong to the one who knows how to recognize these qualities. — Georgette Leblanc

[On the virtuous man] He combines the highest, lowest and middle chords in complete harmony within himself. — Plato

Everyone makes mistakes. The wise are not people who never make mistakes, but those who forgive themselves and learn from their mistakes. — Ajahn Brahm

The weather is here Wish you were beautiful. — Jimmy Buffett

I don't understand how I can always want to sleep, hate waking up, and yet be afraid of death. — Mike Heil

A dense wall of greenery bordered it, ... an impenetrable barrier of oaks, evergreen shrubs, blackberry that somehow resisted the frost, and thorns. In the defense department, the witches would make Sleeping Beauty's evil witch weep with jealousy. — Ilona Andrews

Life, and you, and I, and all of us together became for a while interesing to ourselves once more. — Friedrich Nietzsche

You're swimming with sharks, that pitiless voice snapped. Either grow some teeth or get eaten. — Jeaniene Frost

Aren't you, like me, hoping that some person, thing, or event will come along to give you that final feeling of inner well-being you desire? Don't you often hope: 'May this book, idea, course, trip, job, country or relationship fulfill my deepest desire.' But as long as you are waiting for that mysterious moment you will go on running helter-skelter, always anxious and restless, always lustful and angry, never fully satisfied. You know that this is the compulsiveness that keeps us going and busy, but at the same time makes us wonder whether we are getting anywhere in the long run. This is the way to spiritual exhaustion and burn-out. This is the way to spiritual death. — Henri J.M. Nouwen