Reza Abedini Quotes & Sayings

It is a doctrine of war not to assume the enemy will not come, but rather to rely on one's readiness to meet him; not to presume that he will not attack, but rather to make one's self invincible. — Sun Tzu

I guess I don't know what I want."
"I do. I want you."
"I know, but - "
"Nothing will ever change that. No matter what you hear. No matter what happens. — Lauren Kate

Can we all just stop being dicks?! — Adam Hills

When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. — William Shakespeare

You are my life. You're the only thing it would hurt to lose. — Stephenie Meyer

Money often costs too much, and power and pleasure are not cheap. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

To learn anything fast and effectively, you have to see it, hear it and feel it. — Tony Stockwell

I love my work, and I think that I was so lucky to pick a profession where it's a joy to go to work every day. — Helen Thomas

That's the lesson in this for people like me who sometimes get wound up about doing things perfectly: 90 percent of the people in your life won't know the difference between, say, fresh and frozen, or handmade and store-bought, and the 10 percent who do notice are just as stressed-out as you are, and your willingness to choose simplicity just might set them free to do the same. — Shauna Niequist

Why did I obsess over people like this? Was it normal to fixate on strangers in this particular vivid, fevered way? I didn't think so. It was impossible to imagine some random passer-by on the street forming quite such an interest in me. And yet it was the main reason I'd gone in those houses with Tom: I was fascinated by strangers, wanted to know what food they ate and what dishes they ate it from, what movies they watched and what music they listened to, wanted to look under their beds and in their secret drawers and night tables and inside the pockets of their coats. Often I saw interesting-looking people on the street and thought about them restlessly for days, imagining their lives, making up stories about them on the subway or the crosstown bus. — Donna Tartt