Yuh Quotes

There’s people who’d expect you to take a bullet for them and they don’t bother rememb’ring yuh name.

Pheoby, yuh got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo' papa and yo' mama and nobody else can't tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody's got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God and they got tuh find out about livin fuh theyselves.

Everytime Ah see uh patch uh roses uh somethin' oversportin' theyselves makin' out they pretty, Ah tell 'em 'Ah want yuh tuh see mah Janie sometime.' You must let de flowers see yuh sometimes, heah, Janie?

It’s uh known fact...you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo’ papa and yo’ mama and nobody else can’t tell yuh and show yuh.

What yuh may or may not’ve done is not di definition of who yuh really are.

It’s uh known fact, Pheoby, you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo’ papa and yo’ mama and nobody else can’t tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody’s got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin’ fuh theyselves.

... 'Course, talkin' don't amount tuh uh hill uh beans when yuh can't do nothin' else. And listenin' tuh dat kind uh talk is jus' lak openin' yo' mouth and lettin' de moon shine down yo' throat. It's uh known fact, Pheopby, you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo' papa and yo' mama and nobody else can't tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody's got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin' fuh theyselves.

Ah jus’ know dat God snatched me out de fire through you. And Ah loves yuh and feel glad.

Ah tol yuh t leave them Reds erlone! They don mean nobody no good! When men starts t deny Gawd, nothin good kin come from em!

De first street lamp in uh colored town. Lift yo’ eyes and gaze on it. And when Ah touch de match tuh dat lamp-wick let de light penetrate inside of yuh, and let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

Girls in fairy tales are losers,” said Roo. “No they aren’t,” said Claude. “Yes they are. Not like losers. Losers. Girls in fairy tales are always losing stuff.” “Nuh-uh,” said Claude. “Yuh-huh. They lose their way in the woods or their shoe on the step or their hair even though they’re in a tower with no door and their hair is like literally attached to their head.” “Or their voice,” Ben put in. “Or their freedom or their family or their name. Or their identity. Like she can’t be a mermaid anymore

This is one of Its places, all right, Ben thought. One of the places like the Morlock holes, where It goes out and comes back in. And It knows we’re out here. It’s waiting for us to come in. “Yuh-yuh-you

Everytime Ah see uh patch uh roses uh somethin’ over sportin’ they selves makin’ out they pretty, Ah tell ’em ‘Ah want yuh tuh see mah Janie sometime.’ You must let de flowers see yuh sometimes, heah, Janie?

CAN YOU TURN THAT OFF, GRANDMA?’ I shouted down. ‘YOU KNOW I AM STRUGGLING.’ There was a long pause. ‘Who yuh tink yuh talking to?’ my grandmother shouted back. ‘Yuh tink say you can be DJ inna my house cause of a man?

He ain’t kissin’ yo’ mouf when he carry on over yuh lak dat. He’s kissin’ yo’ foot and ’tain’t in uh man tuh kiss foot long. Mouf kissin’ is on uh equal and dat’s natural but when dey got to bow down tuh love, dey soon straightens up.

Always take massive imperfect action towards your goals because the time might never be “just right”.

What’s yuh firs’ name? VICARRO: Silva. JAKE: How do you spell it? VICARRO: S-I-L-V-A. JAKE: Silva! Like a silver lining! Ev’ry cloud has got a silver lining. What does that come from? The Bible? VICARRO: (sitting on the steps) No. The Mother Goose Book.

It's uh known fact, Pheoby, you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo' papa and yo' mama and nobody else can't tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody's got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin' fuh theyselves.

He turns to me, serious, grabs my wrist tight. “What am I now? A Catholic priest you got to confess all of your sins to? If you start down that road, I got to reciprocate, and I ain’t so sure you can handle that. You want to know where this conversation will lead, my friend? A dead end, that’s where. “Listen to me good, Barry. I have known you since 1947 when we was nippers. That’s sixty-four years, yuh hear? You and me has finally got a future to look forward to together, so let we not go digging up our past misdemeanors, right? Just sit back comfy and easy and listen to the one and only Miss Shirley Bassey and let we just enjoy the vibes, man, enjoy the vibes.

If you don’t take control of your career development, it’s highly unlikely that anyone else will!

What fresh hell is this?” Gansey asked pleasantly.

Ah hears tings which Ah don’ like at all. Cain’t say much. Get mahself ’n plenty trouble. But yuh all want to watch yo step plenty good. Yassuh.

and tell me.” “Reckon we better not tell yuh heah at de

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Thank yuh, ma’am, but don’t say you’se ole. You’se uh lil girl baby all de time. God made it so you spent yo’ ole age first wid somebody else, and saved up yo’ young girl days to spend wid me.

Sometimes God gits familiar wid us womenfolks too and talks His inside business. He told me how surprised He was ’bout y’all turning out so smart after Him makin’ yuh different; and how surprised y’all is goin’ tuh be if you ever find out you don’t know half as much ’bout us as you think you do. It’s so easy to make yo’self out God Almighty when you ain’t got nothin’ tuh strain against but women and chickens.

on. Then Tea Cake would help get supper afterwards. “You don’t think Ah’m tryin’ tuh git outa takin’ keer uh yuh, do yuh, Janie, ’cause Ah ast yuh tuh work long side uh me?” Tea Cake asked her at the end of her first week in the field. “Ah naw, honey. Ah laks it. It’s mo’ nicer than settin’ round dese quarters all day. Clerkin’ in dat store wuz hard, but heah, we ain’t got nothin’ tuh do but do our work and come home and love.

everybody was a lady—the fish lady, the yam lady, the store lady, the teacher lady’.6 She noticed, however, many instances of self-contempt. ‘When I was a child,’ she said, ‘nearly everything about us was bad, you know; they would tell yuh seh yuh have bad hair, that black people bad… and that the language yuh talk was bad. And I know that a lot of people I knew were not bad at all, they were nice people and they talked this language.’7

It’s bad bein’ strange niggers wid white folks. Everybody is aginst yuh.” “Dat sho is de truth. De ones de white man know is nice colored folks. De ones he don’t know is bad niggers." Janie said this and laughed and Tea Cake laughed with her. "Janie, Ah done watched it time and time again; each and every white man think he know all de GOOD darkies already. He don't need tuh know no mo'. So far as he's concerned, all dem he don't know oughta be tried and sentenced tuh six months behind the United States privy house at hard smellin'." "How come de United States privy house, Tea Cake?" "Well, you know Old Uncle Sam always do have de biggest and de best of everything.

when you are a child you unconsciously adopt certain beliefs. Yet, there comes the necessity to upgrade these beliefs as you grow older.

If you love someone you would do anything for them right? Now imagine you are that someone. Give yourself the gift of everything you want

Personal growth is the most powerful force for change on earth. I believe that personal growth can help anyone change anything.

Only once you believe that success is possible,then success becomes possible

First, it is essential to determine precisely what you want to achieve. Just wanting to be “successful” is too general.

A people without knowledge of their past, is like a tree without roots". Marcus Mosiah Garvey

Well all right then. Since you own up you ain’t smart enough tuh find out whut Ah’m talkin’ ’bout, Ah’ll tell you. Whut is it dat keeps uh man from gettin’ burnt on uh red-hot stove—caution or nature?” “Shucks! Ah thought you had somethin’ hard tuh ast me. Walter kin tell yuh dat.” “If de conversation is too deep for yuh, how come yuh don’t tell me so, and hush up?

In a little wind-lull, Tea Cake touched Janie and said, ‘Ah reckon you wish now you had of stayed in yo’ big house ’way from such as dis, don’t yuh?’ ‘Naw.’ ‘Naw?’ ‘Yeah, naw. People don't die till dey time come nohow, don't keer where you at. Ah’m wid mah husband in uh storm, dat’s all.’ ‘Thanky, Ma’am. But ’sposing you wuz tuh die, now. You wouldn’t git mad at me for draggin’ yuh heah?’ ‘Naw. We been tuhgether round two years. If you kin see de light at daybreak, you don’t keer if you die at dusk. It’s so many people never seen de light at all. Ah wuz fumblin’ round and God opened de door.’ He dropped to the floor and put his head in her lap. ‘Well then, Janie, you meant whut you didn’t say, ’cause Ah never knowed you wuz so satisfied wid me lak dat, Ah kinda thought—’ The wind came back with triple fury, and put out the light for the last time. They sat in company with the others in other shanties, their eyes straining against crude walls and their souls asking if He meant to measure their puny might against His. They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.

The most important thing anyone who is looking at a career, especially students, can do is to remember that strengthening and developing your employ-ability is your personal responsibility.

Many self-help teachers say that our schools only focus on “preparing today’s youths to get good jobs by developing scholastic skills.” They think that’s a bad thing. It’s probably the right thing. Not everyone is suited for entrepreneurship, as statistics seem to suggest. Even future entrepreneurs usually need to begin as employees to get their starting capital and to learn while they work.

The best way to prepare for life is a combination of formal traditional education, reading, seminars, and workshops, coupled with experience as well as tapping into the knowledge of experienced people.

I’m a witness to personal development being the best investment you could ever make by improving yourself proactively, working on your awareness, improving your skills and knowledge about how you can get to the edge of your potential

Many of us have allowed well-meaning parents,teachers, religious leaders and peers to tell us that there is something fundamentally wrong with us if we don’t believe as they do. Simply put, we have forgotten how to think for ourselves.

I have learned its the most difficult thing to become financially free from earning the minimum wage. So even if employees increase the minimum wage its the same thing. But once employees improve on their skills and personal value their wages go up and then financial freedom is posible.

You know what Mrs. Shure, the librarian, told me?” “What’s that, Theo?” his father asked. “God does not make junk.” Ted stared into his tumbler, the dwindling ice cubes sloshing at the bottom of the glass. His fidget finger tapped at the glass. Knocking the ice against the wall of the tumbler and turning his face upward, Ted looked at Theo. “Therefore, I am not junk,” said Theo. “Yuh.” “And I came from you. You are not junk either, Dad. Just because you didn’t shoot a gun in France or just because you didn’t become an engineer, doesn’t mean you are any less than any other man. Dad, both you and I have made mistakes, but we are not junk.

Your hair is a rat’s nest,” I put in helpfully. Summer, who appears at our side, rolls her eyes and shoots me a hostile glare. “You’re not supposed to tell girls they look like rats.” “First of all, I said her hair is a rat’s nest. I didn’t say she looked like one—there’s a big difference. Secondly, since when do five-year-old kids roll their eyes at grownups?” “I’m seven.” “Whatever kid. If you keep doing that, your eyeballs are going to get lodged inside your skull—permanently.” Summer gasps. “No they won’t!” “Try it and find out,” I intone cryptically. The kid gives me another scowl so deep I have mad respect for her. “Nuh uh.” “Yuh huh.” I raise my black brows. “It’s true.

Willow gazed up at him, her silly grin still in place. "You know wha'? You're kinda cute when you crook your eyebrows down like tha'." Rider muttered a curse, lifted her off the floor, and tossed her over his shoulder. "Juan, you and Hicks help Mrs. Brigham to her room. I'll take care of this little hellion." Willow lifted her head from where she dangled over Rider's shoulder. "See yuh later, Mrs. B." Miriam smiled and waved. "i think Mrs. B is pickled," Rider's passenger said in a loud whisper as he hauled her out the door. "No thanks to you,hellion," he growled, and smacked her bottom. "Ow!" As he carried Willow into the house, Rider was hard pressed to quell a sudden urge to laugh. In her bedroom, he unceremoniously dumped her on her bed, but when he turned to leave, her pitiful sounding voice halted his exit. "Rider,come here a min-it." "Oh,hell, I suppose you're going to be sick." Grabbing a basin off her dresser, he shoved it under her chin. "It serves you right, you know." He watched nervously as she knocked the bowl aside. "Dun...don't be mad." She held her arms out to him. "Come closer. Gimme a kiss and we'll make up. I like your kisses so-o-o-o much." This time Rider couldn't stall his grin and inadvertently leaned closer. She was on him like a duck on a June bug. With two hearty handfuls of his shirt, she yanked him down on top of her and plastered her mouth against his. Talking against his lips, the tipsy girl had the audacity to complain, "Not like this. Do it like before. You know, with your tongue." Rider squeezed his eyes shut and groaned. This isn't fair, he bemoaned silently. He tried to rise but Willow held tight, squirming her voluptuous little body against his. Sweat broke out on his forehead. If he didn't put a stop to this soon...He lifted his mouth from hers. "If I promise to kiss you with my tongue, will you let go of me and go to sleep?" "Uh-huh." Willow's eyes drooped, but the affect appeared more seductive than drunken. Lifting her shoulders slightly off the bed, he wound his arms around her and covered her mouth with his. His tongue explored hers in a long, liquid kiss, tasting of wine and desire. Rider savored its promise, wishing just this once, he could be less a gentleman. Willow wrapped one of her legs over his and shifted her hips, innocently aligning his swelling heat with hers. He started and bolted off the bed. "Holy hell! You did it again!" "What?" Her voice was sluggish and sleepy now. Disgusted with himself, Rider stomped to the door. "Sleep it off, Freckles." Outside Willow's door, Rider slumped against the wall and shook his head. Willow Vaughn was a constant surprise, and he loved the girl so bad it hurt.

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So I said, like, whazz new, I mean, like new new, not old new, yuh know, like last-week new,

Some people does really tek yuh shadow.

done him in! Yuh deny it?" "Deny it?" Lance stared at the man, his eyes watchful. "Why, I never heard of Joe Wilkins,

What were you looking for over here?” Jim asked again. “I wonder if you can exorcise hands…hmm? Oh, where on the wall was that place I sent you through before. Do you remember?” Jim shook its head. “Why are you looking for that particular spot? It have fond memories for you or something?” “Hardly. You told me that it was easier to tear the fabric of existence in a spot where it had previously been rent. And I know I sent you through it from this room, but I don’t remember where, exactly.” I glanced at the clock on the mantel, leaping to my feet when I saw the time. “Oh my god. Oh my god! Tell me that clock isn’t right!” “That clock isn’t right.” Relief made me sag a bit as I dug through my purse looking for my cell phone. “Thank god. I was worried there for a minute that I’d missed the wedding.” “You have,” Jim said complacently, snuffling around behind the fainting couch. “What? You just told me the clock was wrong!” “Yuh-uh. And who ordered me to tell her that?” “Gah!” I screamed, punching a speed-dial number into the phone. “Talk about your day from hell…Jim, look around and find the weak spot. I’m not going to let something like a deranged Guardian ruin my day.” “Sooo many things I could say to that,” Jim said, shaking its head. “I’ll confine myself to pointing out that even if I found the spot, it wouldn’t do you any good.” “It wouldn’t? Why not?” Inside my head, a dark, sinuous voice whistled a peppy little tune. I ground my teeth. “Don’t tell me—I’d have to use the dark power in order to push us through.” “Yup.” Smirk. “Bloody he—Drake!” “Aisling?” I held the phone away from my ear at the sound of Drake’s roar. “Hi, sweetie. Um. I guess we’re even on the whole jilting-at-the-altar thing, huh?” “Where are you? Where have you been? Why have you not answered my calls?” Drake growled. “Rene and your uncle said you just disappeared on the street. Have you been harmed?” “I’m fine. Jim’s here with me. I’m in…er…oh, hell.” “Abaddon,” Jim corrected.

Hain't life woth livin', Uncle Jabez?" she asked. He laughed a short, harsh laugh and fell silent. "Waal, I dunno, Judy," he said at last, meditatively shifting his quid of tobacco. "I reckon it makes a big diff'rence who you live it with an' a bigger diff'rence yet what work yuh lay yer hand to. Both o' them things, as I see it, is a matter of luck.

It's uh known fact, Pheoby, you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo' papa and yo' mama and nobody else can't tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody's got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin' fuh theyselves.

Now, dat's how everything wuz, Pheoby, jus' lak Ah told yuh. So Ah'm back home agin and Ah'm satisfied tuh be heah. Ah done been tuh de horizon and back and now Ah kin set heah in mah house and live by comparisons.

Sometimes yuh gotta love even when it don't make sense.

Reading exists.

It my father’s house, yuh know.

There is a marked difference between brilliance and intellectuality. Some of us use both words interchangeably to describe people who can use big words. A number of people are grandiloquent but not wise. A person can be verbose but not esoteric. Just as literacy does not equate to intelligence. There are two types of learnt people in the world. Some persons are scholars and others are alchemist. Let me further my thesis on intellectuals. Now you have a scholar and an alchemist. The scholar passes exams, memorizes words and phrases, the alchemist has the intellectual prowess to start a whole new fundamental truth, discipline and school of thought because they can create concepts from their own minds without no external inputs. Alchemist pass exams without studying because they just know how things work or they use context clue. For that reason not every smart person is a genius. Alchemist use their brains to change or improve the world with ingenuity and originality. The alchemist has a way with words, when they speak you stop and listen. The alchemist is witty in any language (Creole or patois). Let’s renounce the colonial concept that using Anglo-Saxon words is a mark of intelligence. Eg. Kartel speaks English- Kartel intelligent yuh fawk.

know if you pass some people and don’t speak tuh suit ’em dey got tuh go way back in yo’ life and see whut you ever done. They know mo’ ’bout yuh than you do yo’ self. An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.

our tomorrow is shaped by the choices we make today, consciously or unconsciously

Living a life without setting goals is like sailing a ship without a planned course. You are likely to end up somewhere you didn’t intend to go!

always keep in mind the paramount importance of living a balanced life with emphasis on nurturing strong friendships and family ties, while still doing the things that you find rewarding for reasons other than mere monetary income.

As someone said, in the School of Hard Knocks they give the test first, then the lesson. That is a slow, costly and surely painful way to learn. Unfortunately, it’s the only “school” that teaches many things you need to know.

Our life is an odd mixture of different moments of action and inaction, work and rest.

The idea that “work” competes with “life” ignores that “life” is actually the intersection and interaction of four major domains: work, home, community, and the private self.

Work and Life are not separate spheres. They are integrated moments in life that happen throughout the day.

I don’t understand why people are always putting us down, instead of encouraging us to become great. Because, when you do become great, you will give me a world that I would not have any other way. We all have something to give one another.

How you define an event produces emotion and determines how you feel going forward

if you are using probability arguments wit yourself, you are saying: “I want to live a life like everybody else!” By definition, an exceptional life is a life of low probability.

your goals are as good as your actions. No action taken, no goals achieved

Your self-esteem and emotional strength relies solely on how you think and how you see things around you.

The difference between successful and unsuccessful people isn’t really about resources that were available to them when they started out, Instead its their resourcefulness or personal initiative that makes the difference.

Our perceptions of reality are only a relationship to what is actually out there. Perceptions are influenced by context, by previous life experience, and by our tendency to seek out evidence to confirm our expectations. This drive to confirm, as argued by social physiologists, results in what is known as self fulfilling prophecy.

The only way to watch paid TV from the comfort of your room is by subscribing to a paid TV service. In the same way, the only way to change your level of financial success ‘permanently’ is to subscribe and keep upgrading your financial mind-set. But it is your decision whether you choose to change or not.

whats the point to spend money you haven’t earned, to buy things you don’t need,to impress people you don’t like

I have learned its very difficult to become financially free by earning the minimum wage. Even if employers increased the minimum wage like the always do its the same thing. But once employees improve on their skills and self development, their wages inevitably go up and then financial independence is possible.

A client of mine once joked, “If your employer likes you, the rest is history, the raise and everything else will come.” That intangible attitude in the workplace is what sets apart those who get promoted and those who don’t.

All pain, pleasure and self-limitation either originate in the conscious mind or is accepted uncritically from an outside source.

our value/belief system acts as a conditioning factor for our thinking pattern.

It’s our decisions, not our conditions, that ultimately shape the quality of our lives.

Material poverty doesn’t cause murder, rape or terror.Mental poverty does.

we are entitled to a great life – that somehow, somewhere, someone (certainly not us) is responsible for filling our lives with continuous happiness, exciting career options, nurturing family time, and blissful personal relationships simply because we exist. But the real truth – and the one lesson that all the success principles I have learnt are based on – is that there is only one person responsible for the quality of the life you live. That person is you.

If you want to live an exceptional life, you must move beyond probability into the realm of possibility

If you decide to do anything and follow through with actions with the same intensity as your decision, you will definitely end up with an excellent result.

My view is that, if you think that money brings problems, you have a problem with money. The money itself is innocent.

Each child is a new being, a potential prophet, a new spiritual prince, a new spark of light.... Who are we to decide that it is hopeless (impossible)?

How we feel (emotions) determines what we do (our actions/behavior) which directly determines the results manifested in our life.

Every day you make certain decisions and take specific actions that come about as a result of how you think, feel and the habits you tend to indulge

Even the greatest fool can accomplish a task if it were after his or her heart. But the intelligent ones are those who can convert every work into one that suits their taste

I d-duh-don’t know wh-why you even b-buh -bother b-buh-because in s-six y-yuh-years y-you’re g-guh-going to be j-juh-just l-like—”“Don’t say that.”Something inside me went cold. “I’m never going to be like him.

When we got there, Calista and Loga were getting out of Calista's car, and it was like, Whoa, because they were wearing all torn-up clothes. They were walking normal but they looked like they'd been burned up and hit with stuff. I ran over to them. I was going, 'Holy shit! Are you okay? What happened?' and Violet, too, she was going, "Hey--are you okay?' They stood there and looked at us, then looked at each other, like 'Ohmigod! Someone is a poopiehead! 'Yuh,' said Loga. 'It's Riot Gear. It's retro. It's beat up to look like one of the big twentieth-century riots. It's been big since earlier this week.' I was like, 'Oh.' Violet was like, 'Sorry.' 'No wrong,' said Calista, flipping her hair. When we went inside, Marty and Quendy were also wearing Riot Gear. Everyone was going Hi! Hey! Hey! Hi! Unit! What's doing? 'Hey!' said Loga to Quendy, pointing, 'Kent State collection, right? Great skirt!

Yuh cyah vex when soca playin

He asked her to leave, and yuh tell him this your house? It come down to yuh son and this girl and yuh choose her? Wow she pussy must be fire, boy.

Warden’s patties be like . . . That last tweet had a bunch of replies. Someone had used the same meme but crossed out “Warden” and put “Islington,” and that correction got a “yuh dun kno” and a “nah” and an “EEDIAT TING DIS. THEY’RE ALL THE SAME PATTIES.” Another user crossed out both “Warden” and “Islington” and put “Wilson,” and someone else wrote, “Just sleepin on Downsview patties. Disrespectful.

f:) then who talk shit about you - be fearless - show who you are - be a b:)

CHRISTMAS IN BARBADOS I miss being in Barbados in December, That is a time I always remember. The smell of varnish on the wooden floors and the smell of paint on the wooden doors. The smell of cloves as the ham was baked and the smell of the rum, in my mudda fruit cakes. The smell of coconut as she baked de sweetbread and the smell of the cloth as she made up de bed. The sounds of "Moussa" as he played "Nat King Cole" The sounds of "Lassie" as he played…"Coming in from de cold". The hustling and the bustling of the Bajans buying Christmas gifts, The sights of Taxis, giving Bajan Yankees a lift. The barrels on top of the lorries and the vans, The cases of sweet drinks and the baking pans The young people in town buying a new Christmas dress, The smell of hair that yuh mudda just press. The crowds in de Supermarket buying up the rum, And the music blasting, “Puh Rup a Pum Pum”. I am usually glad when de New Year begins,. A month later, "Courts and Manning come back fuh the things.

The grisaille (gree-zah-yuh) is like painting a black and white picture of the scene. In fact, if you have your smart phone available, take a photo and, in the photo app, you can quickly remove the color to get a black and white version of the scene. This is not a bad practice because it gives you a quick look at the values. Still you need to determine the values for yourself. You need to know how to determine values by using some kind of value scale. Start by squeezing a pile of white paint at the top of your palette and a pile of black paint (mixture of burnt umber and blue, or premixed black) at the bottom. Between the white and the black, mix up at least three values of gray, ranging in value from white to black.

Dünya sahnesine alkışlar içinde çıkıp yuh sesleri altında o sahneden inmek politika dünyasında neredeyse bir kuraldır! Bunun en büyük sebebi, milletlerin teveccühlerini hitabet sanatını çok iyi bilen fakat zihnen pek gelişmemiş politikacılara oy vermeleridir!

Yuh toh badna tumhe bhi tha, Main hi kahin khwaab sajha baitha Muqaddar ka likha kon hi badal sakta hai Hona wahi hai, jo muqaddar mein likha tha ! - Prathmesh Yelne