Kupas Quotes & Sayings

Tell me now, Angel, do you think we shall meet again after we are dead? I want to know." He kissed her to avoid a reply at such a time. "O, Angel
I fear that means no!" said she, with a suppressed sob. "And I wanted so to see you again
so much, so much! What
not even you and I, Angel, who love each other so well? — Thomas Hardy

It is a great truth that you cannot extinguish violence by violence. — Elizabeth Gaskell

There is no best teacher. Life itself is the teacher. There is no best method. All that matters is that it works. — Frederick Lenz

We turned what is virtually a glorified independent label into one of the powerhouse labels in the town. — Toby Keith

Now I meditate twice a day for half an hour. In meditation, I can let go of everything. I'm not Hugh Jackman. I'm not a dad. I'm not a husband. I'm just dipping into that powerful source that creates everything. I take a little bath in it. — Hugh Jackman

Of all the idiots I have met in my life, and the Lord knows they have not been few or little, I think that I have been the biggest. — Karen Blixen

The biggest critics of my books are people who never read them. — Jackie Collins

It is only in Washington where many still have a lingering animosity for the political parties. My friends, we need to get over it. — Dennis Hastert

I love 'Drake and Josh.' It's supposed to have a demographic of ages 9-14, but really, it's 9-84. There is no demographic. — Drake Bell

If you say something and back it up with your actions, you will provide the 'proof' for people who are listening to you, and they will much more willingly follow your lead. — Jim Rohn

He was a windblown blossom of some two hundred pounds with freckled teeth and the mellow voice of a circus barker. He was tough, fast and he ate red meat. Nobody could push him around. He was the kind of cop who spits on his blackjack every night instead of saying his prayers. But he had humorous eyes. — Raymond Chandler

With destruction comes renovation. — Wally Lamb

Human mental identities are not like shoes, of which we can only wear one pair at a time. We are all multi-dimensional beings. Whether a Mr. Patel in London will think of himself primarily as an Indian, a British citizen, a Hindu, a Gujarati-speaker, an ex-colonist from Kenya, a member of a specific caste or kin-group, or in some other capacity depends on whether he faces an immigration officer, a Pakistani, a Sikh or Moslem, a Bengali-speaker, and so on. There is no single platonic essence of Patel. He is all these and more at the same time. — Eric Hobsbawm