Drakensang Quotes & Sayings

One thing I've learned in a very long life, Mr. Crews, is that there's never enough. — Robert Ferrigno

Follow your passion and learn how to make money at it. Or don't follow your passion and learn to make money at that. They are the same. It's a choice. — Richie Norton

She knew what such grief was like and she had built her own defenses high over the years. But if you raised them too much, they became a prison and in the end you drowned with no one to hear you scream. — Elizabeth Chadwick

Life is about loosing, everything, gracefully — Mia Farrow

Federalism isn't about states' rights. It's about dividing power to better protect individual liberty. — Elizabeth Price Foley

the author's imagination or are used — Lynne Heitman

Treasure the love you receive above all. It will survive long after your good health has vanished. — Og Mandino

It was that you had to take so many stompings from life that you'd be happy when the time came to close your eyes and never open them ever again — Janet Fitch

Life isn't how you survive the thunderstorm, but how you dance in the rain. — Adam Young

I'm telling you there are many ways to live and many ways to love. I guess my way is more roundabout than most. — Siri Hustvedt

If you are standing in one place waiting for something to change, you may be there for a while. You've got to move. Step up and take a swing. Make something happen — Amaka Imani Nkosazana

learned early on the motto "Know thyself." I think if you have a unique point of view and stay relevant and authentic, you will make an impression. You have to be excited and passionate about your ideas to make them work. — Sophia Amoruso

My shows are not narratives. — Brian Eno

If you don't have savings, and your co-founders are as poor as you are, and if Mom and Dad won't loan you money, then your best bet is to find people that know you - your friends. If they, too, won't help, then you're stuck seeking out angel investors. — Vivek Wadhwa

Yes, they have. It was back when they still didn't know each other by name. In the great hall of a mountain lodge, with people drinking and chattering around them, they exchanged a few commonplaces, but the tone of their voices made it clear that they wanted each other, and they withdrew into an empty corridor where, wordlessly, they kissed. She opened her mouth and pressed her tongue into Jean Marc's mouth, eager to lick whatever she would find inside. This zeal of their tongues was not a sensual necessity but an urgency to let each other know that they were prepared to make love, right away, instantly, fully and wildly and without losing a moment. — Milan Kundera