Kupchak Hornets Quotes & Sayings

Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh, just, subtle, and mighty opium! — Thomas De Quincey

And there are horses galloping inside her. I can hear them. — Jandy Nelson

Left to ourselves we tend immediately to reduce God to manageable terms. We want to get Him where we can use Him, or at least know where He is when we need Him. We want a God we can in some measure control. — A.W. Tozer

Because thou writest me often, I thank thee ... Never do I receive a letter from thee, but immediately we are together. — Seneca.

He craved sex and chocolate. Chocolate was his heroin. Men were his needle. — Tom Cardamone

Each and every prayer is a tiny piece of a great cosmic puzzle, which when fitted together will allow for the completion of the grand picture of the Almighty Lord's plan for humanity and the universe. — Jason Mandryk

I've been acting since age 8. I just stopped enjoying it as much as I used to. — Jack Gleeson

America has no functioning democracy at this moment. — Jimmy Carter

With [Columbus'] sailors ready to revolt, land--as if cued by a hack playwright--suddenly materialized at the horizon on October 12, 1492. — Alan Axelrod

Humans will die like all living things do, but we have the added burden of knowing that we will. — S. Jay Olshansky

in the industrial towns children went to work with their fathers and mothers, schools and doctors were only promises, a bed of one's own was a rare luxury. — Howard Zinn

The result of my journey was to bring a certain mental peace. Where there had been chaos there was now order. My mind was at rest. I had a philosophy at last. The words of Christ "The Kingdom of Heaven is within you," had a new meaning for me. Not in the past or in the future, but now and here is Heaven within us. All our duties lie in this world and in the present, and trying impatiently to peer into that which lies beyond is as vain as fruitless. — Andrew Carnegie

You become [a] writer by writing. It is a yoga. — R.K. Narayan

Women are like posters. One is stuck on top of another and covers it completely. Perhaps just for a moment, when the paste is still soft and the paper still wet and slightly transparent, you may still catch a vague impression of the splashes of color of the first, but soon there's no more trace of it. Then, when the second one is removed, both come away together, leaving your memory and your heart as blank as a wall. — Pitigrilli