Sorun Quotes & Sayings

The best way to pay for a lovely moment is to enjoy it. — Richard Bach

Our supple tribes repress their patriot throats, And ask no questions but the price of votes. — Samuel Johnson

Dressing a baby is like putting an octopus into a string bag, making sure none of the arms hang out. — Chris Evans

You will never learn what I am thinking. And those who boast most loudly that they know my thought, to such people I lie even more. — Adolf Hitler

Platitudes? Yes, there are platitudes. Platitudes are there because they are true. — Margaret Thatcher

It is every intelligent man's experience that evildoing recoils on the doer sooner or later. — Ramana Maharshi

It is very bad policy to ask one flying machine man about the experiments of another, because every flying machine man thinks that his method is the only correct one. — David McCullough

My husband is here and I'd like to thank him, for many things, but first of all for pointing out that I had a big hole in my frock and then that my nipples were pointing in different directions. It's good to have an expert there to help you with that sort of thing. — Emma Thompson

Later on in life you will learn that writers are merely open, helpless texts with no real understanding of what they have written and therefore must half-believe anything and everything that is said of them. — Lorrie Moore

Sometimes there's another reason that people take so long to text you back: They aren't playing mind games or busy. They're just GOOGLING THE FUCK OUT OF YOU. — Aziz Ansari

A thought, once uttered, is untrue — Fyodor Tyutchev

I found out a long time ago that if I indulged by stuffing my face with great food, lying about reading books and watching TV or talking on the phone, I was not a happy camper. — Raquel Welch

It is not easy to imagine how little interested a scientist usually is in the work of any other, with the possible exception of the teacher who backs him or the student who honors him. — Jean Rostand

You know, I've never known much about fashion, living in the country and all," she said innocently. "What sort of hat would a lady like myself wear to an afternoon tea outside, in the garden, with other ladies? Assuming I'm ever invited, of course."
"Oh, that's easy... a lovely straw number, with a wide brim, en grecque curls if you're dining amongst the ruins, or piles of flowers and feathers, and tipped, just so..."
Belle allowed herself a little smile.
"No one has worn hats like that, even in this remote part of the world, for at lest ten years. Not even Madame Bussard has pulled one out of her own wardrobe recently. And she is very thrifty with her accessories. So whatever happened here must have happened at least a decade ago. — Liz Braswell

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. — Aldous Huxley