Chartered Accountants Quotes

VALENTINE: Are you talking about Lord Byron, the poet? BERNARD: No, you fucking idiot, we're talking about Lord Byron, the chartered accountant.

Independence means.. enjoying freedom and empowering others too to let them do so.

Your good friends can write a book on you; but Your best friends can create an embarrassing full fledged 3 hours movie on you, with silliest jingles and animation made ever.

Doesn’t matter if you can dream it or not, all that matters is if you can begin it or not? Take that first step.

It hurts deeper is when somebody you love becomes someone you loved.

Black and white is mix of toughest simplicity and easiest complexity.

Good people won’t do bad to you if you hurt them. They’ll just be neutral and walk away, with experience and a lesson; and you’ll be left with well-wishers less one.

Black and white is salt and pepper of colors, for life tastes bland without them.

Black and white, oldest of the vintages, newest of the last season.

Life as a defeated warrior with dignity is lot better than the king ruling without it.

New year is a day, to tune the rhythm called SOUL, with best chords called EXPERIENCES and play the guitar called LIFE.

Never ever let anyone take the charge of your Guitar called LIFE. Tune your Dreams, for you are the composer of the tracks of your life. Why do you wait? What are you scared of?

Every vision has its own rainbow; The day you realise your vision you'll see your rainbow.

Only one person can stop me or keep me going; I myself.

Black and white is heaviest of vibrant and at the same time lightest of achromatic.

Time spent for temporary happiness like movie or outing or weekend on a beach is all synthetic; with shelf life of a day or two. Work for your bigger dreams that should last for whole life. Then movie and beach would seem more interesting, realising that you have done something.

Work is just a part of our Life, not vice versa. So Live life full time, work work, part time.

Forgive all before you go to sleep, you'll be forgiven before you get up. – Lord Krishna.

You win, not by defeating others, but by performing better than before.

Be a master of your dreams, not the slave of your sorrows.

Dream high, beyond the sky; no matter wings so small, keep vision bright; just dare to learn, for you are born to fly.

No one else can understand you better than you yourself.

Who said I won't fail? I might. Who said I might give up? I won't.

If you want to fly you need to grow up, to grow up you need to be a kid again. To be a kid again you have to just be yourself; so come out of your cozy comfort zone, Yell out and break the boundaries your are stuck in.. Then only you can fly.

People may create your dreams with you, not for you. It’s you and only you who has to think, start and continue.

Irony, we want our handwriting to look like typed fonts, and our computer fonts to look like handwritten text.

Beware of will power. It damages your giving-up skills.

Black and white, severally incomplete and at the same time completely several.

Black and white is as if phoenix of colors has eloped into opacity.

Hurting a softhearted caring person would please you but loss is yours; you would have friends less one.

Irony of the world is that it wants to simplify the complexity and complicate the simplicity.

Corporate rule number 7; survival of the fittest spoon. Those who follow reach nowhere.

Thinking in loneliness and speaking in public are the two things leaders are masters at.

Sunshine, external, is universal; internal, the eternal. Choose; shine.

Thanksgiving means thanking the givers.

Freedom of speech doesn't mean threatening the freedom of others.

Speed of love is measured in blushes per hour.

Whatever you do, do it with passion; learn new things, set new standards. If you fall down, get up; just get going, non-stop. This is how dreams come true.

Rainbow of happiness is the byproduct of your inner sunshine, after the rain of sorrows.

Life is like playing a guitar and meditation is like music. Small session of rehearsals daily won’t show much but would make you ROCK in the long run.

Suppose it’s your last day on earth. Have you done what all you wanted to do, you always dreamt of? If answer is NO, your time starts now.

Nirvana; closing the eyes to see the world inside.

HOPES may vanish; DREAMS never die.

Ladder of success is made by nails of Patience.

You are known by the thoughts you seed.

Five Ups of life: Buckle up, Start up, Keep it up, Don’t give up, Cheer up.

Irony; we want to dance like robots and want robots to dance like us.

Dear Boss! Don't be a boss-hole.

Let's fall, or rather rise, in Love.

I am leaving. Where? Not where but whom. Whom? You.

We both were there, but alone. "Bye," she said and left; I was alone; again, one more time.

Life is like a painting; make yours a masterpiece.

The best thing to gift yourself is to be just YOURSELF, improving above the person that you were yesterday.

The only person standing between your dreams and making them a reality is YOU.

Black and white is refuge of colors from their own nullity.

Black and white seems a journey into space which is destined back to earth.

Black and white, vacuum of cosmos vis-à-vis occupancy of skies.

Power of dreams is not measured by the frequency of dreaming, but by speed of actions to make them come true.

Happiness is.. looking at the closing door, then bolting them from outside and fleeing.

Cancer can touch you, but not your soul; neither your thoughts, nor your heart.

There is only one way to success.. and only one person can lead you there.. that’s YOU.

Let’s not call cancer patients as patients, they are cancer fighters. They are brave hearts.

Irony; these days, images have so much noise; and people, silent.

Kill the loneliness by being with yourself, all alone.

Life kicks you on the face, especially the moment you take the helmet off your head to stop and rest.

The only person standing between your dreams and your success is none but YOU.. so all you need is to push YOURSELF.. Towards your goals.. to make it happen.

If life gives you nuts then be a nut cracker.

Caution: Poems are sweeter than chocolates.

Perfection is pure action that comes with zeal to excel.

Journey leading to just an end is better lost on the way. Who knows you would explore the real destination.

Have rum; I mean, have fun. Don't overdose. Cheers.

Give it a try.. for you are born to fly high; don’t sit on the shores, don’t wait and sigh.

Wow! So beautiful. Which star? Planet, not star; It WAS called Earth.

Love is deserved, not desired.

Say your heart out.. work that dream out.. for the time won't be back again.

Behind every successful flight, lies the will, full of thrust, against the wind; the will to win.

Change is Growth, Movement is Change; keep on moving, keep on growing.

When problems come, remain calm in two cases. One when you know you can solve them so smile; second when you know you can’t so be silent.

Coal mines, like a hard life, have seen the best diamonds of innovation, more than any jewel factory.

Children dwell in their dreams. Get them the wings and they'll fly.

If someone tells you that you can't do it then it actually means that they can't do it.

With the touch of wisdom, comes the end of fears.

Follow the dreams that your heart visualizes, as what you actually see is just an illusion of temporary contentment.

At the end of the life you have to live your day alone and vice-versa.

Don't just get what you need; achieve what you want.

Joy is temporary, Happiness is permanent; for it comes out from positive mind and is an art of tension free heart.

Right is right, no matter how wrong the time is.

Doing differently what’s already done is old and boring. Do something new, that’s yet to be done.

The moment to make your dreams come true is day before tomorrow, same time, called NOW.

Don’t shout the dreams out.. let it be done by your deeds; stay calm and fly high.

Tough is to innovate; else you are just competing with photocopy machines.

To teach you need books, to educate you need heart.

The Knowledgeable has the intelligent answer; but only the intelligent one asks for a knowledgeable question.

Be the master of your dreams, not a slave of your sorrows.

The best way to check what you want is to first imagine that you have nothing and then check if the thing you want really matters to you. Your priorities would change; your wishes would change for sure.

VALENTINE'S DAY POEM: What earth is to sky.. on the horizon.. What moon is to night.. no matter start studded ocean! What Love is to life.. above all give and take.. that you are to me.. a rhythm that soulful music would make! * Let's surrender to each other.. for a dream to be woven together!! You're my weakness and my strength.. wanna live with you till the end!! .. and beyond.. ;)!!! * Even a dent in the universe.. can't express my Love for you! My life is yours forever.. O girl, O girl.. O girl.. you be mine!! Not just for this time.. Everyday beyond.. Valentine, O O my heart, be my.. Valentine!

CHOCOLATE DAY POEM: "Chocolate, dark or light.. Makes me smile bright. Chocolate, whether speak or not.. If it’s love, it conveys a lot. But when you’re.. not there with me.. It’s just a piece.. of sugar candy. It’s you, who makes it sweeter.. I love it with you, even if it’s bitter. So be there always.. stay forever.. I can’t think of life.. without you ever. .. O girl, O girl, O.. O.. girl.. you be mine.. You are my choco-life.. You be my.. Valentine. .. Just be mine.. O O.. Valentine!!!

If the Left forms no such alliances, it will never have any effect on the laws of the United States. To form them will require the cultural Left to forget about Baudrillard's account of America as Disneyland--as a county of simulacra--and to start proposing changes in the laws of a real country, inhabited by real people who are enduring unnecessary suffering, much of which can be cured by governmental action. Nothing would do more to resurrect the American Left than agreement on a concrete political platform, a People's Charter, a list of specific reforms. The existence of such a list--endlessly reprinted and debated, equally familiar to professors and production workers, imprinted on the memory both of professional people and of those who clean the professionals' toilets--might revitalize leftist politics.

The panic was blamed on many factors—tight money, Roosevelt’s Gridiron Club speech attacking the “malefactors of great wealth,” and excessive speculation in copper, mining, and railroad stocks. The immediate weakness arose from the recklessness of the trust companies. In the early 1900s, national and most state-chartered banks couldn’t take trust accounts (wills, estates, and so on) but directed customers to trusts. Traditionally, these had been synonymous with safe investment. By 1907, however, they had exploited enough legal loopholes to become highly speculative. To draw money for risky ventures, they paid exorbitant interest rates, and trust executives operated like stock market plungers. They loaned out so much against stocks and bonds that by October 1907 as much as half the bank loans in New York were backed by securities as collateral—an extremely shaky base for the system. The trusts also didn’t keep the high cash reserves of commercial banks and were vulnerable to sudden runs.

McDougall was a certified revolutionary hero, while the Scottish-born cashier, the punctilious and corpulent William Seton, was a Loyalist who had spent the war in the city. In a striking show of bipartisan unity, the most vociferous Sons of Liberty—Marinus Willett, Isaac Sears, and John Lamb—appended their names to the bank’s petition for a state charter. As a triple power at the new bank—a director, the author of its constitution, and its attorney—Hamilton straddled a critical nexus of economic power. One of Hamilton’s motivations in backing the bank was to introduce order into the manic universe of American currency. By the end of the Revolution, it took $167 in continental dollars to buy one dollar’s worth of gold and silver. This worthless currency had been superseded by new paper currency, but the states also issued bills, and large batches of New Jersey and Pennsylvania paper swamped Manhattan. Shopkeepers had to be veritable mathematical wizards to figure out the fluctuating values of the varied bills and coins in circulation. Congress adopted the dollar as the official monetary unit in 1785, but for many years New York shopkeepers still quoted prices in pounds, shillings, and pence. The city was awash with strange foreign coins bearing exotic names: Spanish doubloons, British and French guineas, Prussian carolines, Portuguese moidores. To make matters worse, exchange rates differed from state to state. Hamilton hoped that the Bank of New York would counter all this chaos by issuing its own notes and also listing the current exchange rates for the miscellaneous currencies. Many Americans still regarded banking as a black, unfathomable art, and it was anathema to upstate populists. The Bank of New York was denounced by some as the cat’s-paw of British capitalists. Hamilton’s petition to the state legislature for a bank charter was denied for seven years, as Governor George Clinton succumbed to the prejudices of his agricultural constituents who thought the bank would give preferential treatment to merchants and shut out farmers. Clinton distrusted corporations as shady plots against the populace, foreshadowing the Jeffersonian revulsion against Hamilton’s economic programs. The upshot was that in June 1784 the Bank of New York opened as a private bank without a charter. It occupied the Walton mansion on St. George’s Square (now Pearl Street), a three-story building of yellow brick and brown trim, and three years later it relocated to Hanover Square. It was to house the personal bank accounts of both Alexander Hamilton and John Jay and prove one of Hamilton’s most durable monuments, becoming the oldest stock traded on the New York Stock Exchange.