Aravind Adiga Quotes
With their tinted windows up, the cars of the rich go like dark eggs down the roads of Delhi. Every now and then an egg will crack open—a woman’s hand, dazzling with gold bangles, stretches out an open window, flings an empty mineral water bottle onto the road—and then the window goes up, and the egg is resealed.Aravind Adiga
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So, you know, parenting is a very intimate and amazing experience and one of the best experiences of my life.
Uma Thurman -
I feel like my story would've been different had I had a chance to play with Bron when I was 18. I've thought about it countless times.
J. R. Smith -
I had a great AP U.S. History teacher in Pittsburgh. We still exchange Christmas cards. She was the first teacher who said I was a good writer - and I'd never heard that before. And so I remember that, and I remember that level of loving the material and really loving writing about it.
Nathaniel Philbrick -
The goal in life is to be solid, whereas the way that life works is totally fluid, so you can never actually achieve that goal.
Damien Hirst -
I just feel I've got thousands and thousands of young fans that have to learn about what's real when it comes to AIDS.
Eric Lynn Wright -
I actually didn't like Jane Austen. I was more into the Brontes. They were so wild and passionate. I thought there was something a bit tame about Austen.
Frances O'Connor
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I get paid the same money if I'm fighting on pay-per-view or on Fight Pass, and Fight Pass is just getting started. It's the future. The Internet, many people watch it.
Rafael dos Anjos -
Maybe I'm the kind of athlete who absorbs the atmosphere instead of trying to block it out.
Katarina Johnson-Thompson -
There's nothing funnier than the human animal.
Walt Disney -
I think every professor and writer is in some way an exhibitionist because his or her normal activity is a theatrical one. When you give a lesson the situation is the same as writing a book. You have to capture the attention, the complicity of your audience.
Umberto Eco -
But death's acquisitive instincts will win.
Harold Brodkey -
I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.
E. B. White
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I read pretty eclectically - fiction, non-fiction, and poetry - and I've been inspired and influenced by a number of writers.
Barry Eisler -
I am all for everyone having a voice; I just don't think everyone has earned the microphone. And that's what the Internet has done.
Aaron Sorkin -
To do anything truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can.
Og Mandino -
I have a couture body.
Carine Roitfeld -
Once I'm awake, I'm awake, which helps when you have to run in the mornings.
Kai Ryssdal -
It's really odd that I've got this kind of sullen reputation - I never saw myself that way.
Irvine Welsh
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I am still surprised when I walk into a bookstore and see my name on a book's binder.
Jacqueline Woodson -
First and foremost, you have to remember that restaurants are businesses and they have to stay in business. And though everyone thinks they want grass fed beef, most people actually prefer the taste of corn fed - it is less dry, more marbled, and less gamey, not to mention much less expensive than grass fed.
Gail Simmons -
I have been contending all my life, and always with God.
Lincoln Steffens -
In the streets through which we passed, I must own the houses in general struck me as if they were dark and gloomy, and yet at the same time they also struck me as prodigiously great and majestic.
Karl Philipp Moritz -
Put yourself in the position of an up-and-coming artist living in early-sixteenth-century Italy. Now imagine trying to distinguish yourself from the other artists living in your town: Michelangelo, Raphael, Leonardo, or Titian. Is it any wonder that the Italian High Renaissance lasted only 30 years?
Jerry Saltz -
With their tinted windows up, the cars of the rich go like dark eggs down the roads of Delhi. Every now and then an egg will crack open—a woman’s hand, dazzling with gold bangles, stretches out an open window, flings an empty mineral water bottle onto the road—and then the window goes up, and the egg is resealed.
Aravind Adiga