Rudransh Kashyap Quotes & Sayings

It is no better if your son rapes a woman than when your daughter gets raped. It is equally painful, may be more.

~ Rudransh Kashyap — Kirtida Gautam

My advice to you, my violent friend, is to seek out gold and sit on it. — John Gardner

You cannot stop loving your child because you know that he has committed a wrong action. But you certainly stop loving yourself for loving him.

~ Rudransh Kashyap — Kirtida Gautam

Whatever I fed to his mind, thinking it was nutrition was, in fact, poison. No matter how much a person likes or craves sugar, he should not be raised on the diet of only sugar ~ Rudransh Kashyap — Kirtida Gautam

Let me tell you, a discussion that starts, 'I'll tell you something you do that irritates me, if you tell me something I do that bothers you,' never ends in a hug and a kiss. — Phyllis Diller

He caught up with her outside her doorway, when she almost gave up. He said nothing, simply pulled her into his arms, against his strong, hard body, and his hand slid beneath her hair, tilting her face up to his. "No more running away?" His voice was rough.
His eyes glittered down into hers, and if she wanted tenderness it wasn't there. Simply a dark, naked heat sparking between them.
"No more running away," she said. — Anne Stuart

Think or don't think, but don't think that you are thinking when you are postulating. — Kirtida Gautam

Explore me,' you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I'm free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognise myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon's wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know. — Jeanette Winterson

Making provision for an uncertain future has taken the very simple form of an investment (usually leveraged, that is debt-financed) in a house, — Niall Ferguson

Beware of jokes from which we go away hollow and ashamed. — Ralph Waldo Emerson