Rasouli Mitra Quotes & Sayings

It is vice to go to bed with someone you are not married to or have someone of your own sex or to get money for having sex with someone who does not appeal to you-incidentally, the basis of half the marriages of my generation. — Gore Vidal

I loved nuns when I was growing up. I thought they were beautiful. For several years I wanted to be a nun. I saw them as really pure, disciplined, above average people. They had these serene faces. Nuns are sexy. — Madonna Ciccone

A life on the ocean wave! A home on the rolling deep, Where the scattered waters rave, And the winds their revels keep! — Epes Sargent

Success will come when you choose to feed your dreams and starve your doubts. — Robert G. Allen

Then they'd be wrong. It's only our deeds that make us evil, Tanner; they're what define us, nothing else, not our intentions or feelings. But what are a few bad deeds compared to a life, especially the kinds of lives we can live now? — Alastair Reynolds

The Kalahari is brilliant - and easy to visit. — Nigel Dennis

I wept to think that life went on even when so much had been lost, that rain still fell and myrtle grew between the rocks. — Alice Hoffman

When wishes are few, the heart is happy. When craving ends, there is peace. — Gautama Buddha

He demands an explanation. — Graham Swift

In high school, I loved history. I also loved cosmography, algebra. Mexico is so rich in culture and history, and I have always enjoyed that. — Carlos Slim

Peeta's awake already, sitting on the side of the bed, looking bewildered as the trio of doctors reassure him, flash lights in his eyes, checks his pules. I'm disappointed that mine was not the first face he saw when he woke up, but he sees it now. His features registrer disbelief and something more intense that I can't quite place. Desire? Desperation? Surely both, for he sweeps the doctors aside, leaps to his feets and moves towards me. I run to meet him, my arms extended to embrace him. His hands are reaching for mine too, to caress my face, I think.
My lips are forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat. — Suzanne Collins

Praise them for what they do well, both privately and publicly. — John C. Maxwell