Discover the most popular and inspiring quotes and sayings on the topic of Phan. Share them with your friends on social media platforms like Facebook, Twitter, or your personal blogs, and let the world be inspired by their powerful messages. Here are the Top 100 Phan Quotes And Sayings by 98 Authors including Patrick Rothfuss,John Flanagan,Julie Otsuka,David Sedaris,J.r. Ward for you to enjoy and share.
Do you know the saying Chan Vaen edan Kote?'
I tried to puzzle it out. 'Seven years ... I don't know Kote'
'Expect disaster every seven years,' he said.
My name is Gilan. The King wants to see you.
And if anyone asks, you're Chinese. The boy had nodded. "Chinese," he whispered. "I'm Chinese." "And I," said the girl, "am the Queen of Spain." "In your dreams," said the boy. "In my dreams," said the girl, "I'm the King.
On a recent flight from Tokyo to Beijing, at around the time that my lunch tray was taken away, I remembered that I needed to learn Mandarin. "Goddamnit," I whispered. "I knew I forgot something.
Qhuinn: "What is wrong with you, that you care so much about me?"
Blay: "What is wrong with you, that you can't see why I would?
Tsze-kung asked, "What do you think of me?" The Master said, "You are a pot." "What sort of pot?" "A precious ritual vase.
I try t<>ong>oong> write ab<>ong>oong>ut a w<>ong>oong>man finding her self-respect, valuing herself, and liking herself again. But what <>ong>oong>ne desperately wants n<>ong>oong>w is t<>ong>oong> write a pr<>ong>oong>per n<>ong>oong>vel.
People in my hometown seldom called me piao liang, [beautiful] because my smaller eyes were a far cry from the wide irises of the most beloved television actresses.
My two worlds were alive: Chinese and Malay rolled into one, blended by the centuries that had passed.
Pharoahe Monch is like an eloquent linguistics professor moonlighting as a rhyme serial killer terrorist, challenging the listeners' I.Q. while daring him or her to keep up.
You're birthday reminds me of the old Chinese scholar ... Yung No Mo
D<>ong>oong>n't let a three-<>ong>oong>'cl<>ong>oong>ck-at-night feeling f<>ong>oong>g y<>ong>oong>ur s<>ong>oong>ul.
Th<>ong>oong>u hast all seas<>ong>oong>ns f<>ong>oong>r thine <>ong>oong>wn, O Death!
I speak Cantonese, and I speak Tagalog.
I eat too much. I drink to much. A greedy selfish such-n-such. But when I wrap my turban on my mind is clear, I'm 'Baba Lon'.
Filipinos want beauty. I have to look beautiful so that the poor Filipinos will have a star to look at from their slums.
May I live this day ... C<>ong>oong>mpassi<>ong>oong>nate <>ong>oong>f heart, / Gentle in w<>ong>oong>rd, / Graci<>ong>oong>us in awareness / C<>ong>oong>urage<>ong>oong>us in th<>ong>oong>ught, / Gener<>ong>oong>us in l<>ong>oong>ve / Eternal Ech<>ong>oong>es
A mandarin fell in love with a courtesan. 'I shall be yours,' she told him, 'when you have spent a hundred nights waiting for me, sitting on a stool, in my garden, beneath my window.' But on the ninety-ninth night, the mandarin stood up, put his stool under his arm, and went away.
Siarad Cymraeg?" said Old Shacob.
"He wants to know if you speak Welsh," said the surveyor.
"NO!" yelled the official at the old man before him.
"Tamn it all; his language, man!" shouted Dan. "What you expect in Wales - Chinese, or what?!
Guilliame came to talk to him, since they were the same rank.
'Lamen. That's an unusual name.'
'It's Patran,' said Damen.
'You speak very good Akielon,' he said, loudly and slowly.
'Thank you,' said Damen.
Nguyen was a war hawk. The kind of adolescent boy who still thought any problem could be solved by shooting it enough.
We're in the real world na hindi uso ang forever at lahat may expiration date..
Louers be war and tak gude heid about Quhome that ye lufe, for quhome ye suffer paine. I lat yow wit, thair is richt few thairout Quhome ye may traist to haue trew lufe agane.
It's a Vietnamese soup that answers the question, 'What happens when a former child soldier pours hot rain water over fish nightmares.' It's delicious and I can't stop eating it, that's what happens.
Kuh-laire, Is cam a fattening Girl Scout Cookie layered with peanut butter and a chocolate coating?
No.
Then dont make him a tagalong!
Nae king! Nae quin! We will nae be fooled agin!
My task was to ensure that the people scuttling in the background of the film would be real Vietnamese things and dressed in real Vietnamese clothing, right before they died.
All I know is that I'm proud to be Filipino.
Happy Valentine's day sir! Next year, happy anniversary na yan ha.
Ni hen piao liang."
"What does it mean?"
"It means that you are beautiful.
O, h<>ong>oong>w gl<>ong>oong>ri<>ong>oong>us w<>ong>oong>uld it be t<>ong>oong> set my heel up<>ong>oong>n the P<>ong>oong>le and turn myself 360 degrees in a sec<>ong>oong>nd!
Seek t<>ong>oong> share j<>ong>oong>y with <>ong>oong>thers, <>ong>oong>r t<>ong>oong> make s<>ong>oong>meb<>ong>oong>dy else happy, and y<>ong>oong>u will find y<>ong>oong>ur <>ong>oong>wn s<>ong>oong>ul radiant with the j<>ong>oong>y y<>ong>oong>u wished f<>ong>oong>r an<>ong>oong>ther.
When I left America I understood the formation of public opinion in Southeast Asia. I had had the best course possible, taught by a famous Asian expert. Two minutes at Chulalongkorn taught me that I might just as profitably have studied the zither.
Hi, well soon return you to the dyslexic production of Bitty Bitty Chang Chang ...
A first novel of astonishing force, craft and beauty, The Headmaster's Wager conjures up a dizzyingly evocative wartime Saigon in the story of Percival Chen, a Chinese schoolmaster in Vietnam. This extraordinary book made me weep. Read it.
To be honest, I'm really into folk music, and I love Big Phony. I like Priscilla Ahn, and yeah, I really support Asian-American artists.
Roan, near the standard-bearer. And that's his brother beside
Lim Oh Kee kills himself in the early hours on the 12th day of December, 1921. His last meal is rice and nothing.
This is the voice of Vietnam Broadcasting from Hanoi, capitol of the Democratic republic of Vietnam.
Give me ten thousand Filipino soldiers and I will conquer the world.
[regarding US conquest of the Philippines] I turn green in bed at midnight if I think of the horror of a year's warfare in the Philippines [ ... ] We must slaughter a million or two foolish Malays in order to give them the comforts of flannel petticoats and electric railways.
For the first week of the Sian events I was a first aid worker in the streets of Sian.
O! he give t<>ong>oong> us his J<>ong>oong>y
That <>ong>oong>ur grief he may destr<>ong>oong>y;
Till <>ong>oong>ur grief is fled and g<>ong>oong>ne
He d<>ong>oong>th sit by us and m<>ong>oong>an.
The sn<>ong>oong>wdr<>ong>oong>p and primr<>ong>oong>se <>ong>oong>ur w<>ong>oong><>ong>oong>dlands ad<>ong>oong>rn, and vi<>ong>oong>lets bathe in the wet <>ong>oong>' the m<>ong>oong>rn.
Ji-li's deeply moving story should be on the shelf of every person's library. Her courage in the face of adversity and her steadfast loyalty and love for her family are truly inspirational for young and old alike.
A mission to Rangoon we had been accustomed to regard with feelings of horror. But it was now brought to a point. We must either venture there or be sent to Europe.
Kahlan guide me. Kahlan teach me. Kahlan protect me. In your light I thrive. In your mercy I am sheltered. In your wisdom I am humbled. I live only to love you. My life is yours.
Ank fr<>ong>oong>ze. The m<>ong>oong>aning became m<>ong>oong>re stressful and a little bit l<>ong>oong>uder. "I think its c<>ong>oong>ming fr<>ong>oong>m the basement."
With<>ong>oong>ut warning, Ank grabs a p<>ong>oong><>ong>oong>l stick and starts banging <>ong>oong>n the fl<>ong>oong><>ong>oong>rb<>ong>oong>ards. "W<>ong>oong>uld y<>ong>oong>u shut up! It f<>ong>oong>ur <>ong>oong>'cl<>ong>oong>ck in the m<>ong>oong>rning and pe<>ong>oong>ple are trying t<>ong>oong> get their beauty sleep!
My little china girl
you shouldn't mess with me
I just love taki<>ng>ngng> pictures.
When relatives asked, "How is your life in America?" my father would answer, Nandito pa rin kami. We're still here.
I am hated by many, especially comrade Pang Dehuai, his hatred is so intense that he wished me dead. My policy with Pang Dehuai is such: You don't touch me, I don't touch you; You touch me,
I touch you. Even though we were once like brothers, it doesn't change a thing.
B'ao ku ishe o tan When there is life, there is still hope.
If you suddenly want me to act with Son Dongwoon one-on-one, forget it!
The Filipino is worth dying for.
My original name is Jae-Sang Park, so it's totally different.
Even my beloved Peng Choon, wonderful husband that he was, liked to think of himself as the smarter of us two, which for the sake of peace I allowed.
Peter Wessel and Peter Van Daan have grown into one Peter, who is beloved and good, and for whom I long desperately.
Ena milo melomon, frai is frau and swee is too, swee is two when swoo is free, ana mala woe is we!
So, this is me not letting you bail, Sayang. This is me not letting you go, okay?
Cambodian! Don't we know each other until we die separately?
No matter how I say it, Donghae hyung holds a very high place in my heart.
I love you Hyung-nim. Always ... if you ever feel the need to rip me to shreds and eat me, do it. My blood, my flesh, everything is yours. I won't leave you. I love you Hyung-nim.
Auntie An-mei had cried before she left for China, thinking she would make her brother very rich and happy by communist standards. But when she got home, she cried to me that everyone had a palm out and she was the only one who left with an empty hand.
Oran is exile and Tetuan is imprisonment. And since I am happier in Tetuan than in Oran, that means I prefer jail in my native land to freedom in exile.
It is a little bit humiliating when I have to say that Chou En-lai to me appears as the most superior brain I have so far met in the field of foreign politics ... so much more dangerous than you imagine because he is so much better a man than you have ever admitted.
One cannot have the same love for getting insulted (apmaan) as he does for getting importance (maan), can he? He cannot love loss as much as he loves profit, can he?
On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer; China 'crost the Bay!
The identity of the Filipino today is of a person asking what is his identity.
This little book aims to introduce the Thai language. It is intended for those who know nothing about it, but are keen to learn. We use the method of selecting 100 key words, and using these to make up sentences and present a range of expressions, so that you can "say 1000 things.
The Ploughmen is part inspired fever-dream, part adventure story, a lyric parable of not just goodand evil but of the vast and beautiful and often lonely country in-between. Kim Zupan is a wonder.
Even th<>ong>oong>ugh it was six <>ong>oong>'cl<>ong>oong>ck, there was n<>ong>oong> sense <>ong>oong>f appr<>ong>oong>aching dawn.
D<>ong>oong>ras II was a s<>ong>oong>mewhat absentminded king, It is said, when Death came t<>ong>oong> summ<>ong>oong>n him, D<>ong>oong>ras granted Death the usual f<>ong>oong>rmal audience and then dismissed him fr<>ong>oong>m his presence. Death was t<>ong>oong><>ong>oong> embarrassed t<>ong>oong> return until many years later- Ka'a Ort<>ong>oong>'<>ong>oong>, Gn<>ong>oong>mic Utterances
Lately I've been suffocating. Chan Young is my air, without him beside me, am I able to breathe?
C<>ong>oong>me dance with the west wind and t<>ong>oong>uch <>ong>oong>n the m<>ong>oong>untain t<>ong>oong>ps Sail <>ong>oong>'er the cany<>ong>oong>ns and up t<>ong>oong> the stars And reach f<>ong>oong>r the heavens and h<>ong>oong>pe f<>ong>oong>r the future And all that we can be and n<>ong>oong>t what we are ...
Thich Nhat Hanh writes with the voice of the Buddha.
Pheu Thai has to find prominent party leaders that can solve the problems of the country now. If we can find those types of people, then we can win. There are many good people in Thailand but we have to recruit them.
When the head of the Hyundai Motor Company, Chung Mong-koo, was fighting with his younger brother Chung Mong-hun over the company's management, he is said to have consulted a fortune-teller.
Ua maomao ka lani, ua kahaea luna, Ua pipi ka maka o ka hoku. (The heavens were fair, they stretched above, Many were the eyes of the stars.)
My j<>ong>oong>b is m<>ong>oong>stly t<>ong>oong> entertain and be funny.
Well.. Is that all you've got?.. I hope not..cuz you haven't finished entertaining me yet..
-Gaara to Rock Lee during the Chunin preliminary
I am a Filipino, inheritor of a glorious past, hostage to the uncertain future. As such, I must prove equal to a two-fold task -- the task of meeting my responsibility to the past, and the task of performing my obligation to the future.
Tao in the world is like a river flowing home to the sea.
Thich Nhat Hanh has the ability to bring forth the state of peace that we each inherently posses merely by his presence in a room-this is divine power.
In this filthy despicable world someone suddenly reached out and held on to me. My life in my darkest moment, at the moment of all moments. The one person that reached out to me, was you Yoon Jae In
AhthOOn SSyng!" I said. "That's farewell."
"It sounds evil."
"It is," I answered, and we parted.
Tuan volgen oketh ama. I said, using on eof my favorite Siaru idioms. It meant 'don't let it make you crazy' but it translated literally as: 'don't put a spoon in your eye over it.
Respect every soul on this SOIL
If you make them toil, there blood will BOIL
Prepare to witness the fury of the FRAIL
New Phoenix will emerge as you life my VEIL!!!
Priyanka Sahi
Soraya-joon, I have done all that I could. Do not be sorry for us. Your mother and I await you upon your return. We love you more than we have loved life. After your dear brother name your first son. Live here if you like, but if you sell it take no less than one hundred thousand dollars. ~Bawbaw
Karibu, dada wangu. Hapa, wewe ni nyumbani.
Welcome, my sister. Here, you are home.
Home.
And to this home, may you always return.
Pete's voice. "You
The Filipino mind is always imagining new and exciting ideas while his/her spirit gets the vision for the ultimate victory. It's not that what they wish for is so extraordinary, but that their faith adds to its realization.
Ptah? son of ptooey? What is he god of spitting? i asked
He had forgotten that anythi<>ng>ngng> could be so tender. He breaks the bun open, reveali<>ng>ngng> glossy bits of pork and glaze, a secret red heart.
When he puts it to his mouth, it is like a kiss: sweet and salty and warm.
I'm like Madonna: I'm Ming-Na. Just my first and middle name. That's it. Pure and simple.
I just love Chinese food. My favourite dish is number 27.
When men see Han-shan
They all say he's crazy
And not much to look at -
Dressed in rags and hides.
They don't get what I say
And I don't talk their language.
All I can say to those I meet:
Try and make it to Cold Mountain.
We are curious creatures, we Taiwanese. Orphans. Eventually, orphans must choose their own names and write their own stories. The beauty of orphanhood is the blank slate.
We instead of you and me. That's jeong.
Andi Teran's first novel is vivid and fully realized, an entire universe expertly condensed into the pages you hold in your hands. Ana herself is a complicated delight, and by the end of the book I wanted to scoop her up into my arms.