Magpakatotoo Ka Quotes

#1. Color ... thinks by itself, independently of the object it clothes.

Charles Baudelaire

#2. In Giving, a man receives more than he gives; and the more is in proportion to the worth of the thing given.

George MacDonald

#3. I really do try to let the identity or voice inside come out.

Victoria Legrand

#4. I wanted to tell her that being loved is a talent too, that it takes as much guts and as much work as loving; that some people, for whatever reason, never learn the knack

Tana French

#5. I've got my dad's height and smoking habit. But I think I've got my mum's looks and sensibilities.

Max Irons

#6. Too weary and dazed by unfinished sleep even to swear. There comes a degree of numbness in fatigue and exasperation which can be expressed only by a sullen silence.

Humphrey Cobb

#7. Hope is the feeling that the feeling you have isn't permanent.

Jean Kerr

#8. The writer understands how deeply mysterious the 'familiar' really is. How strangely opaque, what we've seen a thousand times. And how inconsolable a loss, when the taken-for-granted is finally taken from us.

Joyce Carol Oates

#9. Each dog marks a section of our lives, and in the end, we feed them to the dark, burying them there while we carry on.

Toby Barlow

#10. Out of the mouth of the huge, shadowed poster, between the great violet lips, half-open in ecstasy, the dark shape of a man emerged and hung down like a worm from the mouth of a corpse.

Ian Fleming

#11. One of the remarkable things about being 19 is that you can break open a case of warm beer at midnight and still be wide-eyed and alert for your eight-a.m. class. And that gave me the false impression that my life would always be like that.

David Letterman

#12. I was brought up on the proletarian left, and I remain there. The fair go for workers is fundamental, and I don't believe the free market has a mind.

Clive James

#13. Human beings do not perceive things whole; we are not gods but wounded creatures, cracked lenses, capable only of fractured perceptions

Salman Rushdie

#14. There was a high scream from somewhere in Diane's house, and the sound of a mirror cracking. The refrigerator opened, and a carton of almond milk hit the floor as if it had been slapped off its shelf. (It had.) The faceless old woman who secretly lives in her home was on one of her rampages again.

Joseph Fink

#15. Laugh until you cry;
never let your eyes look dry
This is not a matter of joke;
this is all to provoke
our sense of humour
Life is its own consumer!

Munia Khan