Sinoth Quotes & Sayings

Both the grand and the intimate aspects of nature can be revealed in the expressive photograph. Both can stir enduring affirmations and discoveries, and can surely help the spectator in his search for identification with the vast world of natural beauty and wonder surrounding him. — Ansel Adams

I think I might have blushed. Damn me.
-Daemon — Jennifer L. Armentrout

I believe I did succeed in making Indian uslims look upon me as a friend: when I was nominated to be a member of the Rajya Sabha many said, "We have another Muslim in Parliament." Others who disliked my views called me an unpaid agent of Pakistan. I treated both views as compliments. — Khushwant Singh

Though their life was modest, they believed in eating well. — James Joyce

I want to play a princess or some woman from royalty or aristocracy. If I get to have an accent, even better. And I want to play a butt-kicking superhero, like Catwoman. — Christa B. Allen

Don't mess with anybody on a Monday. It's a bad, bad day. — Louise Fitzhugh

What the father has hidden comes out in the son, and often have I found the son to be a father's revealed secret. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Anger is the fruit of rotten roots. — Joyce Meyer

For certain, neither of them sees a happy Present, as the gate opens and closes, and one goes in, and the other goes away. — Charles Dickens

If I owned Texas and Hell, I'd rent out Texas and live in Hell. — Philip Sheridan

Mostly I'm interviewed by white people, and identified with white society. — Nadine Gordimer

Predictions of the future are never anything but projections of present automatic processes and procedures, that is, of occurrences that are likely to come to pass if men do not act and if nothing unexpected happens; every action, for better or worse, and every accident necessarily destroys the whole pattern in whose frame the prediction moves and where it finds its evidence. — Hannah Arendt

Somewhere in the notes Estraven wrote during our trek across the Gobrin Ice he wonders why his companion is ashamed to cry. I could have told him even then that it was not shame so much as fear. Now I went on through the Sinoth Valley, through the evening of his death, into the cold country that lies beyond fear. There I found you can weep all you like, but there's no good in it. — Ursula K. Le Guin