Prathap C Quotes & Sayings

Every tree may or mayn't give fruit or flower but definetely gives shadow.every effort may or mayn't be sucess but a step towards a great sucess. — Sai Prathap

Each loved one went silently down;
bubbles bursting leaving behind
images they held
to stick on the glass of memory. — Dr. Prathap Kamath Elegy

The curious thing is Americans don't mind individual mandates when they come in the form of payroll taxes to buy mandatory public insurance. In fact, that's the system we call Social Security and Medicare, and both are so popular politicians dare not touch them. — Robert Reich

We are image-makers and image-ridden ... We work until we vanish. — Philip Guston

If they [Mexicans] touch the hair of the head of one of our citizens, tell him [Commodore Dallas] to batter down and destroy their town and exterminate the inhabitants from the face of the earth! — Andrew Jackson

I wrote the story, but you will bring to it your own experience of life, and some other reader will do the same, and it will become a different story with each reader. I believe that even the time in your life when you read the book will determine how you receive it. Our lives are changing constantly, and therefore not even our own story is always what we think it is. — Elizabeth Strout

You may be a good warrior... But you've made a mistake I never did. You agreed to serve a stupid king. — Aleksandra Layland

Little friends may prove great friends. — Aesop

I turned off the projector and Alex mumbled something in her sleep and turned over. I said, "Everything is fine, I'm going home now," and said it just so I could say I'd said it in case she was upset later that I'd left without telling her. I thought about kissing her on the forehead but rejected the idea immediately; whatever physical intimacy had opened up between us had dissolved with the storm; even that relatively avuncular gesture would be strange for both of us now. More than that: it was as though the physical intimacy with Alex, just like the sociability with strangers or the aura around objects, wasn't just over, but retrospectively erased. Because those moments had been enabled by a future that had never arrived, they could not be remembered from this future that, at and as the present, had obtained; they'd faded from the photograph. — Ben Lerner

If hardwork is your wweapon then sucess is your slave. — Sai Prathap

Each second melts like ice.
Each second cloats like blood. — Dr. Prathap Kamath From Ekalavya

Italians have a very closed life. Football is all their life is. — Gianfranco Zola