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September On Jessore Road Quotes & Sayings

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September On Jessore Road Quotes By Martin Freeman

I like being called 'Mr. Freeman' occasionally. — Martin Freeman

September On Jessore Road Quotes By Anais Torres

Emma stared at the ceiling of the hotel room. Her thoughts went over every memorial, each picture, the families and children left behind. At this point it was a nightly routine. Some people counted sheep. Emma counted her father's victims. One by one. — Anais Torres

September On Jessore Road Quotes By Lord Chesterfield

Vice, in its true light, is so deformed, that it shocks us at first sight; and would hardly ever seduce us, if it did not at first wear the mask of some virtue. — Lord Chesterfield

September On Jessore Road Quotes By Caroline B. Cooney

She had a sense of herself being brain dead: running on tubes and machines. — Caroline B. Cooney

September On Jessore Road Quotes By Allen Ginsberg

Millions of fathers in rain
Millions of mothers in pain
Millions of brothers in woe
Millions of sisters nowhere to go
Millions of daughters walk in the mud
Millions of children wash in the flood
A million girls vomit and groan
Millions of families hopeless alone — Allen Ginsberg

September On Jessore Road Quotes By William S. Burroughs

Perhaps all pleasure is only relief. — William S. Burroughs

September On Jessore Road Quotes By Allen Ginsberg

Taxi September along Jessore Road Oxcart skeletons drag charcoal load past watery fields thru rain flood ruts Dung cakes on treetrunks, plastic-roof huts Wet processions Families walk Stunted boys big heads don't talk Look bony skulls & silent round eyes Starving black angels in human disguise. — Allen Ginsberg

September On Jessore Road Quotes By Oscar Wilde

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love. — Oscar Wilde