Jerin Ferdaus > Jerin's Quotes

“I will hurt you for this. I don't know how yet, but give me time. A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you'll know the debt is paid.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

“Laughter is poison to fear.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.”
― George R.R. Martin

“Life is not a song, sweetling.
Someday you may learn that, to your sorrow.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“What do we say to the Lord of Death?'

'Not today.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

“Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same.”
― George R.R. Martin

“There are no heroes...in life, the monsters win.”
― George R. R. Martin

“A bruise is a lesson... and each lesson makes us better.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“He who hurries through life hurries to his grave.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

“Don’t call me Lord Snow.”
The dwarf lifted an eyebrow. “Would you rather be called the Imp? Let them see that their words can cut you and you’ll never be free of the mockery. If they want to give you a name take it make it your own. Then they can’t hurt you with it anymore.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“A woman's life is nine parts mess to one part magic, you'll learn that soon enough...and the parts that look like magic turn out to be the messiest of all.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

“I think there are two types of writers, the architects and the gardeners. The architects plan everything ahead of time, like an architect building a house. They know how many rooms are going to be in the house, what kind of roof they're going to have, where the wires are going to run, what kind of plumbing there's going to be. They have the whole thing designed and blueprinted out before they even nail the first board up. The gardeners dig a hole, drop in a seed and water it. They kind of know what seed it is, they know if planted a fantasy seed or mystery seed or whatever. But as the plant comes up and they water it, they don't know how many branches it's going to have, they find out as it grows. And I'm much more a gardener than an architect.”
― George R.R. Martin

“If a man paints a target on his chest, he should expect that sooner or later someone will loose an arrow on him.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“আলোটুকু তোমায় দিলাম। ছায়া থাক আমার কাছে।”
― Humayun Ahmed, বহুব্রীহি

“মিথ্যা হলো শয়তানের বিয়ের মন্ত্র। মিথ্যা বললেই শয়তানের বিয়ে হয়। বিয়ে হওয়া মানেই সন্তান-সন্ততি হওয়া। একটা মিথ্যার পর আরো অনেকগুলি মিথ্যা বলতে হয় এই কারণেই।পরের মিথ্যাগুলি শয়তানের সন্তান।”
― Humayun Ahmed, এই মেঘ, রৌদ্রছায়া

“ভালবাসার মানুষের সাথে বিয়ে না হওয়াটাই বোধ হয় ভাল।বিয়ে হলে মানুষটা থাকে ভালবাসা থাকে না।আর যদি বিয়ে না হয় তাহলে হয়ত বা ভালবাসাটা থাকে,শুধু মানুষটাই থাকে না। মানুষ এবং ভালবাসা এই দুয়ের মধ্যে ভালবাসাই হয়ত বেশি প্রিয়।”
― Humayun Ahmed, কোথাও কেউ নেই

“শিকল দিয়ে কাউকেই বেঁধে রাখা হয় না । তারপরেও সব মানুষই কোনও - না - কোনও সময় অনুভব করে তার হাত - পায়ে কঠিন শিকল । শিকল ভাঙতে গিয়ে সংসার - বিরাগী গভীর রাতে গৃহত্যাগ করে । ভাবে ,মুক্তি পাওয়া গেল । দশতলা বাড়ির ছাদ থেকে গৃহী মানুষ লাফিয়ে পরে ফুটপাতে । এরা ক্ষণিকের জন্য শিকল ভাঙার তৃপ্তি পায় ।”
― Humayun Ahmed, মৃন্ময়ী

“বড় বোকামিগুলি বুদ্ধিমান মানুষরাই করে।”
― Humayun Ahmed, আঙুল কাটা জগলু

“দিতে পার একশ' ফানুস এনে
আজন্ম সলজ্জ সাধ,
একদিন আকাশে কিছু ফানুস উড়াই।”
― Humayun Ahmed, শঙ্খনীল কারাগার

“জানালার ওপাশের অন্ধকার থেকে আমার সঙ্গীরা আমায় ডাকে। একদিন যাদের সঙ্গ পেয়ে আজ নিঃসঙ্গতায় ডুবছি।”
― Humayun Ahmed, শঙ্খনীল কারাগার

“কঠিন মানসিক যন্ত্রণায় কাউকে দগ্ধ করার আনন্দের কাছে সব আনন্দই ফিকে।”
― Humayun Ahmed, ময়ূরাক্ষী

“Once upon a time, there was a girl who talked to the moon. And she was mysterious and she was perfect, in that way that girls who talk to moons are. In the house next door, there lived a boy. And the boy watched the girl grow more and more perfect, more and more beautiful with each passing year. He watched her watch the moon. And he began to wonder if the moon would help him unravel the mystery of the beautiful girl. So the boy looked into the sky. But he couldn't concentrate on the moon. He was too distracted by the stars. And it didn't matter how many songs or poems had already been written about them, because whenever he thought about the girl, the stars shone brighter. As if she were the one keeping them illuminated.

One day, the boy had to move away. He couldn't bring the girl with him, so he brought the stars. When he'd look out his window at night, he would start with one. One star. And the boy would make a wish on it, and the wish would be her name.

At the sound of her name, a second star would appear. And then he'd wish her name again, and the stars would double into four. And four became eight, and eight became sixteen, and so on, in the greatest mathematical equation the universe had ever seen. And by the time an hour had passed, the sky would be filled with so many stars that it would wake the neighbors. People wondered who'd turned on the floodlights.

The boy did. By thinking about the girl.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Lola and the Boy Next Door