Under The Saya Quotes & Sayings

Chihaya, however, looked at her in surprise. "Why should I be sorry? Morning Star is here, and so are you." Saya was somewhat relieved, although a little annoyed that he put his horse before her. — Noriko Ogiwara

I snap with my mom. It was a great way for me to see my dog when I was in college. We send selfies, too. — Evan Spiegel

I feel like I'm super hero diva and my power is glitter. — Jujubee

There's a terror in knowing what the world is about — David Bowie

For the first time Saya understood how people can grow accustomed to war. Intensified by the stark contrast between life and death, fleeting moments of joy such as these could make one almost mad with happiness. — Noriko Ogiwara

I would praise the Lord above for a ticket to that ride. — Lola Stark

Hope means hoping when things are hopeless or it is no virtue at all. It is only when things are hopeless that hope begins to be a strength (G. K. Chesterton). Hope is an undefeated forward look. — Warren W. Wiersbe

You little fruitcake, you little fruitcake, I said you are a fruitcake. — Pete Stark

The thing that I'm afraid the most is when I fall in love is... I will hate him someday."

"Kenapa? Kenapa nak kena benci pulak bila dah cinta?"

"I don't know. It's just me.Hati saya senang berubah-ubah. Boleh jadi saya suka orang tu bagai nak mati and then, bila dah rapat, saya jadi bosan. Tak suka. — Illa Shanahila

Here it is
right now. Start thinking about it and you miss it. — Huang Po

The little queen all golden
Flew hissing at the sea.
To stop each wave
Her clutch to save
She ventured bravely.

As she attacked the sea in rage
A holderman came nigh
Along the sand
Fishnet in hand
And saw the queen midsky.

He stared at her in wonder
For often he'd been told
That such as she
Could never be
Who hovered there, bright gold.

He saw her plight and quickly
He looked up the cliff he faced
And saw a cave
Above the wave
In which her eggs he placed.

The little queen all golden
Upon his shoulder stood
Her eyes all blue
Glowed of her true
Undying gratitude. — Anne McCaffrey

Some people are known, they have the platform and presence, but still remain irrelevant. They know you and what you do, but they don't need you or your offering. I see too many people with a platform but without substance, again this is not sustainable. Lack of substance can only relegate your talent or skill towards the league of the mediocre, if at all you become much by superficial branding then you will become the best of the worst. You don't have what it takes but you depend on your ability to sell substandard offerings to the market. It will not last for long, but quickly become irrelevant. — Archibald Marwizi

Walter Mondale has all the charisma of a speed bump. — Will Durst

India's soul lived in the villages. — Maloy Krishna Dhar

Teaching is more difficult than learning because what teaching calls for is this: to let learn. The real teacher, in fact, lets nothing else be learned than learning. His conduct, therefore, often produces the impression that we properly learn nothing from him, if by "learning" we now suddenly understand merely the procurement of useful information. — Martin Heidegger

The mystery lies in the here and now. The mystery is: What is one to do with oneself? As you get older you begin to realize the trick time is playing, and that unless you do something about it, the passage of time is nothing but the encroachment of the horrible banality of the past on the pure future. The past devours the future like a tape recorder, converting pure possibility into banality. The present is the tape head, the mouth of time. Then where is the mystery and why bother kicking through the ashes? Because there is a clue in the past. — Walker Percy

I feel a lot of guilt about the freedom that being an artist provides. I ask myself, 'Why am I not the guy emptying the trash, why am I the guy who is watching the guy empty the trash?' — Jason Molina

With no small interest, Captain Delano continued to watch her
a proceeding not much facilitated by the vapors partly mantling the hull, through which the far matin light from her cabin streamed equivocally enough; much like the sun
by this time hemisphered on the rim of the horizon, and, apparently, in company with the strange ship entering the harbor
which, wimpled by the same low, creeping clouds, showed not unlike a Lima intriquante's one sinister eye peering across the Plaza from the Indian loop-hole of her dusk saya-y-manta. — Herman Melville

To saya man is fallen in love,or that he is deeply in love,or up to the ears in love,and sometimes even over head and ears in it,carries an idiomatical kind of implication, that love is a thing below a man:this is recurring again to Plato's opinion, which, with all his divinityship,I hold to be damnable and heretical:and so much for that. Let love therefore be what it will,my uncleToby fell into it. — Laurence Sterne

You can count on your enemies," said Emilia now, "but sometimes it's the one who smiles who keeps you up at night." There — Michael Paterniti