
Top 12 Aminuddin Maruf Quotes
#1. You are lucky, Thorn. You are very lucky."
"Doubtless. Not every girl gets to be stabbed through the face."
"And by a duke of royal blood too!
Joe Abercrombie
#2. I have a lifetime project which consists of boxes and boxes filled with envelopes on which people have written my name. I've always thought of it as a kind of double portrait, and a portrait of our relationship, which in some cases means nothing. But it makes me feel connected.
Micah Lexier
#3. When a doting person gets down on all fours and plays with the dog's rubber mouse, it only confuses the puppy and gives him a sense of insecurity. He gets the impression that the world is unstable and wonders whether he is supposed to walk on his hind legs and smoke cigars.
Corey Ford
#4. Those shiny eyes like the stars in the sky; but black and brown,
And those beautiful lips like the flowers but sugary
And those kind smells, lovable but with no purpose
All meant to be for me?
Someone must have been praying and wishing me the whole world
M.F. Moonzajer
#5. Letters are largely written to get things out of your system.
John Dos Passos
#6. Surely you know that if a man can't be cured of churchgoing, the next best thing is to send him all over the neighbourhood looking for the church that "suits" him until he becomes a taster or connoisseur of churches.
C.S. Lewis
#7. As a composer at a point where I can absolutely pick and choose what I want to do, I don't want to write about anybody I don't care about.
Andrew Lloyd Webber
#8. So make up your mind that God is an infinite Sovereign, and has the right to do as He pleases with His own, and He may not explain to you a thousand things which may puzzle your reason in His dealings with you
Hudson Taylor
#9. By resorting to self-resignation, the unfortunate consummate.
Honore De Balzac
#10. He's as beautiful as his voice sounds. Blonde shaggy curls with short sides. Scruff; oh dear leprechaun I'm a sucker for scruff on a man.
A.M. Willard
#11. He looked the way I felt around Delia: as if a second sun was growing underneath my breastbone, a secret I could barely conceal.
Jodi Picoult
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