Prasanna Ranatunga Quotes & Sayings

Think about a world which never irritated you. You'd be stuck with it forever. — Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

Originally self-published, in different form, as an ebook in 2011 . — Andy Weir

I'm not interested in clothes; I just like them. — Tom Stoppard

Colter was so particular about the colors she used in decorating that she sometimes mixed her own. For the interior of Bright Angel Lodge she made a special shade of blue, and she was so insistent that the painters mix the shade exactly as she wanted it that they dubbed it "Mary Jane Blue. — Virginia L. Grattan

Only a Ninja can kill a Ninja! — Sho Kosugi

June smiled. So what will it be? Safety, or a future of pain and possibility? — Rick Riordan

I am all for niceties. But, I love and appreciate a healthy dose of naughtiness in everything I do and everywhere I go as well. You need some sugar sweethearts as well as some total nuts to make your life a real party. — Tina Sequeira

COMMITMENT WITH WORK IS WORSHIP ATTITUDE BY EXPERTISM SPIRIT IN ALL HUMAN OFFICIAL DEALINGS IS LACKING AROUND IN THIS MODERN CENTURY GLOBE IN SPECIFIC IN YOUTH AND IN GENERAL IN ADULTS.IT IS A DANGEROUS SINGNAL FLASH AND ALARM BELL TO FUTURE WORLD GAME DRIVE.SO,BE READY TO PLUG-UP LOOP-HOLES IN TIME IF NOT?GOD WILL GIVE US A GRAND LESSION SLAP WHAT WE MODERN HUMANS NEED IN THIS CENTURY — Various

It takes a long time to fully become who you are. — Bjork

Remorse for what is done is useless. — Philo

I was born in the night of the second and third
Of January, ninety-something-or-other,
An unreliable year, and the centuries
Surround me with fire. — Osip Mandelstam

The entire landscape was illuminated and transformed by these unique pyrotechnics of labour atoning for its grime, and dull, weird sounds, as of the breathings and sighings of gigantic nocturnal creatures, filled the enchanted air. — Arnold Bennett

You said you freed me, but freedom isn't defined by chains or walls. You, alive, with me. That's my freedom. — Pam Godwin

Lilith came to Longinus in the night, as she often did, and the darkness of the cave was filled with the lustful sounds of their passionate couplings. Afterwards, as he lay back with his eyes closed, she ran her cool fingers playfully across his chest and whispered honeyed words in his ear. — Alan Kinross