Phan Mem Quotes & Sayings

Neither. I am just one who has woken up while the rest of you are still sleeping. — Aravind Adiga

But a show of force by the mightiest nation on earth isn't going to do anything except convince them that their attitudes are worth holding on to. Soon they'll be martyrs and world opinion will think the British Empire nothing but a big bully too fond of waving the big stick. — Susan Howatch

A well-wrapped statistic is better than Hitler's 'big lie'; it misleads, yet it cannot be pinned on you. — Darrell Huff

As long as you look for a Buddha somewhere else, you'll never see that your own mind is the Buddha. — Bodhidharma

The Buddha's criteria for Wise Speech include - in addition to the obvious expectation that speech be truthful - that it be timely, gentle, motivated by kindness, and helpful. — Sylvia Boorstein

You never know what people have endured to get where they are. — Lailah Gifty Akita

I'm gonna be making records anyway, even if I had to sell 'em out of the trunk of my car. I'm that kind of musician and singer. — Dolly Parton

I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you might nudge the world a little or make a poem that children will speak for you when you are dead. — Tom Stoppard

To think about fairness, think of economic life as a game - a serious game. All ideas about fairness can be divided into two broad groups. They are:
- It isn't fair if the result isn't fair.
- It isn't fair if the rules aren't fair. — Robert S. Pindyck

Well, the very best operas are the ones written by the very best composers. — John Eaton

A book is a door, you know. Always and forever. A book is a door into another place and another heart and another world. — Catherynne M Valente

You have to trust the words. They do not create anything more than themselves. — David Levithan

I see you have modified your interpretation of the rules of decorum in deference to the heat," the earl noted, helping himself to a glass of lemonade. "Good God!" He held the glass away from him after a single sip. "It isn't sweetened." "You helped yourself to my glass," Anna said, suppressing a smile. She passed him the second glass, from which he took a cautious swallow. She was left to drink from the same glass he'd first appropriated or go back to the kitchen to fetch herself a clean glass. Looking up, she saw the earl watching her with a kind of bemused curiosity, as if he understood her dilemma. She took a hefty swallow of lemonade - and it did have sugar in it, though just a dash - and set her glass on the blotter. — Grace Burrowes

But I hate being a grandfather. It's indecent. In my mind's eye, I'm still twenty-five. Thirty-three max. Certainly not sixty-seven, reeking of decay and dashed hopes. My breath sour. My limbs in dire need of a lube job. And now that I've been blessed with a plastic hip-socket replacement, I'm no longer even biodegradable. Environmentalists will protest my burial. — Mordecai Richler

I don't write things that are wildly abstractly atonal. — Andre Previn