410 Quotes About Short-story

If David Luís had known what the future had in store for his son, he would've named him anything else—anything.

My name is Patricia Lauren Bordeaux, and I, like my creator before me, am a very lonely vampire.

My decision to become a teacher suddenly seemed even more appropriate. Life had just become that much more unpredictably precarious and ill-suited to long-term planning, and it felt that much more necessary to spread love and knowledge to those who would one day have to manage this messy and painful world of ours"Also in Zack Love's "Stories and Scripts: an Anthology

I believe that because I had obtained a wife who was made up of wife-signs (beauty, charm, softness, perfume, cookery) I had found love.

तुम किस जहन्नुम में डेरा जमाए बैठे हो मेरी जान, मेरी जिगर के टुकड़े? तुमसे बात किए बिना सुकून नहीं आता। अगली बार BSNL वाले खुदाई करेंगे तो उसमें एक कट्टा मार देना, कभी कभी जहन्नुम का रौंग नम्बर लग जाए और तुम्हें जी भर गालियाँ दे सकूँ। इतना तो कर सकते हो मेरे लिए?

उसके मुस्कुराने में दूध का उबाल था। उसे पा लेना इतनी बड़ी बात थी कि उसके लिए हज़ारों कहानियों को बंडल बनाया जा सकता था।

तकलीफ़ के बदले तकलीफ़ देना प्यार के बदले प्यार देने से ज़्यादा ज़रूरी लगता था।

As a rule, however fine and deep a phrase may be, it only affects the indifferent, and cannot fully satisfy those who are happy or unhappy; that is why dumbness is most often the highest expression of happiness or unhappiness; lovers understand each other better when they are silent, and a fervent, passionate speech delivered by the grave only touches outsiders, while to the widow and children of the dead man it seems cold and trivial.

In all nature there seemed to be a feeling of hopelessness and pain. The earth, like a ruined woman sitting alone in a dark room and trying not to think of the past, was brooding over memories of spring and summer and apathetically waiting for the inevitable winter. Wherever one looked, on all sides, nature seemed like a dark, infinitely deep, cold pit from which neither Kirilov nor Abogin nor the red half-moon could escape....