Buckholdt Math Quotes & Sayings

If I had done a sequel to 'Day of the Tentacle,' there probably wouldn't have been a 'Full Throttle.' If I did a 'Full Throttle' sequel, there wouldn't have been a 'Grim Fandango.' It's important to make new stuff up. — Tim Schafer

I don't understand why I'm not dead. When your heart breaks, you should die — Tony Kushner

Next to doing the right thing, the most important thing is to let people know you are doing the right thing. — John D. Rockefeller

Some things are best left ... unknown, you know? People search for answers and they don't always like what they get. Sometimes the truth is worse than the lie. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

Learning shamanism isn't just about acquiring techniques in how to do it, but also how to incorporate and deal with the
changes it brings to everyday life. — S. Kelley Harrell

The creative personality never remains fixed on the first world it discovers. It never resigns itself to anything. — Anais Nin

Give me faith, Lord, to know Your Presence as surely as I know the beating of my own heart. I've felt so far from You ... — Jan Karon

It was as if hardship bred indifference. — Anthony Ryan

I'm really proud of myself because I've pared my beauty regimen down to a cream blush and berry-tinted lip balm, which has saved me so much time. — Katherine Heigl

Then teach me how to not care about someone who was everything to me. All I want is to know she's okay. Is that too much to ask? — Ellen Hopkins

Music is an angry machine. We are all angry machines — Rachel Cohn

And being as wicked as any man who ever lived, he exploited his advantage to the full. — Winston S. Churchill

Your mind needs a goal or it will continue to think about the past. — Ann Marie Bryan

I had joked about my bones being found by the roadside. Notify the four winds. Up here i might never be found. Keen-eyed vultures would pick the bones clean. Wind and rain would bleach them and in time they'd dissolve into the earth.
I looked up, and a gust of wind swirled the mist, and i saw that glint of gold, so close now, just up ahead. one last effort, to haul and drag myself up over ragged rocks, and at last I stood, breath rasping, limbs shaking, my body one long ache, covered in grime and thick greasy sweat, in front of Hakuyu's cave. The patch of colour I'd seen was a simple bamboo blind, yellowed with age, and painted on it was the outline of a dragon, and the dragon's eye was a dot of gold. That was what had led me all this way. — Alan Spence