Ranadip Basu Quotes & Sayings
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Smells like updog in here — Me

I sometimes am challenged to imagine where the timbre of art should be. Should it be about objects that point to this current moment, or how objects are related to ideas of this current moment? — Theaster Gates

He liked women with little butts and big tits? Someone had played with one too many barbie dolls as a kid. — Kelley Armstrong

Fighting is easy to understand. You just hit the guy as hard as you can. — Bas Rutten

Farmers buy a lot of computers. — Seymour Cray

To me, when something is classic, whether it came out today or thirty years ago, it falls all in the same pot. — Adrian Younge

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything as you like it, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose, and it's always daisy-time. — D.H. Lawrence

The first act of insight is throw away the labels. In fiction, while we do not necessarily write about ourselves, we write out of ourselves, using ourselves; what we learn from, what we are sensitive to, what we feel strongly about
these become our characters and go to make our plots. Characters in fiction are conceived from within, and they have, accordingly, their own interior life; they are individuals every time. — Eudora Welty

I try to be straightforward and honest with my kids, and I believe nothing beats good old hard work. — Simon Baker

All of this happened a long time ago. But not so long ago that everyone who played a part in it is dead. Some can still be met in dark old rooms with nurses in attendance. — Timothy Findley

When you're just open but not honest, then you start free-associating garbage. — John Mayer

Each county has usually some family, or personage, supposed to have been favoured or plagued, especially by the phantoms, as the Hackets of Castle Hacket, Galway, who had for their ancestor a fairy, or John-o'-Daly of Lisadell, Sligo, who wrote Eilleen Aroon, — W.B.Yeats