Kupchak Games Quotes & Sayings

When you create something you're free to explore it however you want to do it. — Jonah Hill

We were born in the '70s, back when twins were rare, a bit magical: cousins of the unicorn, siblings of the elves. — Gillian Flynn

I do regard spinning and weaving as a necessary part of any national system of education. — Mahatma Gandhi

She surrenders her bulk to the wicker armchair, which, out of sheer fright, bursts into a salvo of crackling. — Vladimir Nabokov

The young women seem to think that they can only go out with or marry a man who is superior to them. The problem there is that they are wanting to be defeated, as opposed to finding a partner. — Gloria Steinem

I'm very happy. I'm doing what I love. — Kam Williams

Some of our national heroines were defined by the fact that they never nested - they were peripatetic crusaders like Susan B. Anthony, Clara Barton, Sojourner Truth, Dorothy Dix. — Gail Collins

Fire is a good companion for the mind ... — May Sarton

Othalas: Words. What are they but shadows on a page or howling on the wind? They are as ever-changing as the mists below us and it is just as easy to lose sense of yourself among them. I am older than most sorcerers so what I know may, indeed, be close to the truth. Magic, wyrd, words, dreams, they all come from the spirit. Within them lie both power and peril. For to misuse any is to warp your sense of self. To lie in words, or in magic, or in dreams
that is how you become lost. The lights you see, they were lost long before they came to the Vale. — Robert Fanney

I am not the Conservative Party's health care spokesman. I'm fond of Andrew Lansley, and I strongly support David Cameron as party leader. — Daniel Hannan

Sci-fi is very much an American genre. Space and the exploration of space is something so closely associated with America. — Ben Richards

But first, he thinks, he should get a mulled cider. It does not take him long to find the proper vendor in the courtyard. He pays for his cup, the steaming concoction contained in black-and-white marbled swirls, and wonders for a moment before his first sip if it won't taste as good as he remembers. He has recalled that taste countless times in his head, and despite the wealth of apples in the area, no cider with or without spices has ever tasted as good. He hesitates before taking the tiniest of sips. It tastes even better than he remembers. He — Erin Morgenstern

What art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death. — William Shakespeare