Seyfullah Ilyas Quotes & Sayings

I know it looks like a straw mop but I don't look like the girl on that magazine do I? — Elle Klass

No generation can bequeath to its successors what it has not got.'3 — C.S. Lewis

There is a perfection in everything that cannot be owned, — Anais Nin

We went to places where we felt - like all lovers - that we were the first.
We discovered the body of a lover has secrets that never end.
We discovered that at times the same secrets reveal different truths. — Tarun J. Tejpal

When you forget mercy, you name yourself as righteous and deserving, and you live an entitled and demanding life. — Paul David Tripp

We live in a world of media overload and data smog, where everything distracts us from everything else. Yet underlying this noisy assault, our culture offers us nothing transcendent. No deeper meaning, no abiding hope. In my crisis, every facet of the contemporary world seemed part of a diabolical mechanism carefully designed to keep people from wondering about the real purpose of their endless frantic activity. — Daniel Pinchbeck

See how it's a philosophy that's been handed to you by a bunch of men who were afraid. So instead, they overcompensate with hatred and violence and repression. — Frederick Lenz

My sentences tend to be very short and rather spare. I'm more your paragraph kind of gal. — Geraldine Brooks

The cunning devil has told her every unsavoury public scandal of his past life, but always in such a way as to make himself out to be an innocent martyr. She absolutely accepts his version and will listen to no other. — Arthur Conan Doyle

A silenced Haiti has once again found its literary voice. — Paule Marshall

After a while, the letter became soft and moist. When I glanced up I could see, although
initially indistinctly, soft downy blonde hair with a large, gold, buckle intermingled there. This was
seeing with all my senses. — Thomas Ullman

She would get up at eleven o'clock, completely nude, in the bathroom, killing scorpions as she came out of her dense and prolonged sleep. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez