Amir Mehrabian

Author: amoori

  • A good man can be stupid and still be good

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    “A good man can be stupid and still be good. But a bad man must have brains.” Maxim Gorky

  • You wanna know what somebody’s gonna do?

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    You wanna know what somebody’s gonna do, look what they’ve been doin’ their whole lives. Barack Obama

  • Finally Forgiven

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    “Is she coming at all? What am I going to say to her? I don’t want her to think less of me”, I told myself while I was waiting. She stopped by our mutual friend’s bookstore not an hour ago. Before she left, she told me she might come back to see me. I hadn’t…

  • All the bullshit led up to this final moment

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    All the bullshit, pain and practice led up to this final moment. My heart is beating so fast when the officer is grading my test, I’m about to have a heart attack. Can’t believe I want it so much. Finally I got it over with. Now you’re looking at a guy with driver’s licence.

  • Cradle of leadership

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    Col. Slade: As I came in here, I heard those words, “cradle of leadership”. Well, when the bow breaks, the cradle will fall. And it has fallen here, it has fallen! Makers of men, creators of leaders- be careful what kind of leaders you’re producing here. I don’t know if Charlie’s silence here today is…

  • In his wildest dreams

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    In his wildest dreams, Larry would never have imagined he’d once again be in this position, where precious minutes count. Tonight he could save a life. He knew Ronnie had done some bad things in the past, but so had Larry. You couldn’t change the past. But the future could be a different story. And…

  • دنده سه

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    به نظر این حقیر بهترین دنده برای رانندگی دنده سه است. معتدل، مطمئن و قابل اعتماد.

  • Truth is like poetry

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    Truth is like poetry. And most people fucking hate poetry. Overheard at a Washington, D.C bar

  • او ساکت است، و من هم

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    او ساکت است، و من هماو چای با لیمو می‌نوشد، هنگامی که من قهوه می‌نوشمو این تفاوت بین ماستمثل من پیراهنی گشاد و راه‌راه پوشیدهو مثل او، من هم روزنامه‌های عصر را می‌خوانممتوجه نگاه مخفیانه‌ام نمی‌شودمتوجه نگاه مخفیانه‌اش نمی‌شوم او ساکت است، و من هماز پیشخدمت چیزی می‌پرسداز پیشخدمت چیزی می‌پرسم …گربه‌ی سیاهی از میانمان…

  • Path to forgiveness

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    I’m on a journey to redeem myself. This all started when I took her hand where I wasn’t supposed to. You see, I made an unfortunate and unforgivable mistake. Not just one, I made many, many mistakes during the time we spent together. I know she tried to be forgiving. But who can just pardon…