Savinay Kaydebhang Quotes & Sayings

I became addicted to the movie-going experience in the 1970s, when I attended multiple screenings of films such as 'Chinatown', 'Jaws', 'Star Wars' and the original 'Rocky'. — Richard Roeper

I've never written a book with an outline or a predetermined theme. It's only in retrospect that themes or subjects become identifiable. That's the fun of it: discovering what's next. I'm often surprised by plot developments I would not have dreamed of starting out, but that, in the course of the writing, come to seem inevitable. — Susan Choi

Caroline Waverly: Sometimes we hurt more for what might have been than for what is. — Nora Roberts

How much you are able to learn is determined by how much you are involved, how much you participate, and how many actions you take. — Debasish Mridha

This isn't lust. Lust wants, does the obvious, and pads back into the forest. Love is greedier. Love wants round-the-clock care; protection; rings, vows, joint accounts; scented candles on birthdays; life insurance. Babies. Love's a dictator. — David Mitchell

Then, amid the roar of bees in the afternoon sunlight, Simon found for the fruit they could not reach ... passed them back down to the endless, outstretched hands. — William Golding

My vigour relents. I pardon something to the spirit of liberty. — Edmund Burke

the infinite Manhattan night. — Rachel Cohn

Sometimes I think my father has all these scars. On his heart. In his head. All over. It's not such
an easy thing to be the son of a man who's been to war. — Benjamin Alire Saenz

When a golden girl can win Prayer from out the lips of sin, When the barren almond bears, And a little child gives away its tears, Then shall all the house be still And peace come to Canterville. — Oscar Wilde

What is that thing? It looks like a model of the human digestive tract made from broken beer bottles and sadness. — Robert Kroese

When wine drinkers tell me they taste notes of cherries, tobacco and rose petals, usually all I can detect is a whole lot of jackass. — Joel Stein

Never before had she seen such writers. They were impossibly vain, but quite openly so, as if thereby fulfilling a duty. Some (though by no means all) even came drunk, but it was as if they perceived som special, just-yesterday-discovered beauty in it. They were all proud of something to the point of strangeness. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky