I took to the Bodleian library as to a lover and ... would sit long hours in Bodley's arms to emerge, blinking and dazed with the smell and feel of all those books.

You cannot help being a female, and I should be something of a fool were I to discount your talents merely because of their housing.

XVXVI, or 10-5-10-5-1, yielded H-E-H-E-A, which, unless she wanted to show her derisive laughter, made no sense.

I know everything I need to about a person by their hands. Eyes may be the window to ones soul but hands disclose the being.

Listening is an act of love. When you listen to people, you are communicating non-verbally that they are important to you.

A person who always finds something wrong is most likely thinking wrong.

To translate poetry, one has to possess some art, at the very least the art of stylistic re-embodiment.

Further more Yemen is leading pioneer in democratic practice, lots of brothers and friends testified on that.

You see, death is not the grave as many people think. It is another phenomenized form of life.

If there is no absolute moral standard, then one cannot say in a final sense that anything is right or wrong.

It is a just retribution for improper sexual misconduct

Granny knew all about bad fortune-telling. It was harder than the real thing. You needed a good imagination.