Lupescu Quotes & Sayings

Air power is the most difficult of military force to measure or even express in precise terms. — Winston Churchill

We need military border patrols to battle drugs & terrorism. — Jerry Weller

Remember that stories are more than just words, more than fairy tales. They are magic. — Valya Dudycz Lupescu

Slavery in New Hampshire was never legally abolished, unless Abraham Lincoln did it. The State itself has not ever pronounced any emancipation edict. — Thomas Bailey Aldrich

You are ignorant, boy," said Miss Lupescu. "This is bad. And you are content to be ignorant, which is worse. — Neil Gaiman

There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA. — Bram Stoker

Women who've made peace with living alone," she started, counting off on one finger, "and women with healthy self-confidence ... " She counted off a second finger, then cocked her head at Kate. "Are you getting this?"
Kate nodded. "Women who've made peace with living alone and women who have a healthy self-confidence ... "
"Can always, BUT ALWAYS, afford to be picky. — Becky Wade

Traveling through the Dragon's Den, it has just been explained that Haroun, the Ifrit, has been caught in a mirror trap. Here is the passage that follows:
"So," said Silas. "Now there are only three of us."
"And a pig," said Kandar [the mummy]
"Why?" Asked Miss Lupescu, with a wolf-tongue, through wolf teeth. "Why the Pig?"
"It's lucky," said Kandar.
Miss Lupescu growled, unconvinced.
"Did Haroun have a pig?" asked Kandar, simply. — Neil Gaiman

Repeat after me, there are the living and the dead, there are day-folk and night-folk, there are ghouls and mist-walkers, there are high hunters and the Hounds of God. Also, there are solitary types."
"What are you?" asked Bod.
"I," she said sternly, "am Miss Lupescu."
"And what is Silas?"
She hesitated. Then she said, "He is a solitary type. — Neil Gaiman

Name the different kinds of people,' said Miss Lupescu. 'Now.'

Bod thought for a moment. 'The living,' he said. 'Er. The dead.' He stopped. Then, '... Cats?' he offered, uncertainly. — Neil Gaiman

I love songs. Songs are my favorite things. — Terry Gross

It's funny how one thing can make you realize something like that. One can be ready to give up the children one always wanted, one can be ready to withstand remarks about one's past, or one's clothes, but then - a tiny remark and the soul deflates and says: Oh. I — Elizabeth Strout

Loneliness is difficult to confess; difficult too to categorise. Like depression, a state with which it often intersects, it can run deep in the fabric of a person, as much a part of one's being as laughing easily or having red hair. — Olivia Laing