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Who was the best pilot I ever saw? You're lookin' at 'im.
Freyre! someone roared. No, not someone - Rhysand.
Oh, hello there. I'm Aeron Lore. You might recognise me from scenes such as sexually assaulting Leo, or trespassing in Leo's apartment and assaulting her again.
Sai-Liber is my family name.Much like Wayfairer.You may call me Tetraphrimaportacheeq.It is much simpler."
To who? I'd barely got it out the first time.
Albert tin. Why're
Rome Archer, if you don't wake up right this second so I can tell you that I love you, I swear I'm going to name this baby something ridiculous like Daffodil or Rover and I'm going to let your brother be in charge of haircuts until he or she is old enough to complain.
I renamed myself Ari.
If I switched the letter, my name was Air.
I thought it might be a great thing to be the air.
I could be something and nothing at the same time. I could be necessary and also invisible. Everyone would need me and no one would be able to see me.
Fo lo, the gentil kind of the lioun! For when a flye offendeth him or byteth, He with his tayl awey the flye smyteth Al esily, for, of his genterye, Him deyneth net to wreke him on a flye, As cloth a curre or elles another beste.
I'd rather be David Ladd's father than Alan Ladd any day.
Annant is Pickwick paperless, the hunter of wisdom and due to Lovelace heart, a budding poet-ass.
If there be one man, more than another, who deserves to succeed in flying through the air, that man is Mr. Laurence Hargrave, of Sydney, New South Wales.
I was born in the age of "alas".
Atalanta in Calydon
Aberjhani is an award-winning poet who is featured in our first DREAM REACHERS book. An awesome talent.
The Eagle, he was lord above
I eyed the spirit. "You know the name 'Alfred' is a joke, right?" It stared at me. A wind that didn't exist stirred the hem of its cloak. I raised my hands in surrender and said, "All right. I guess you need a first name, too. Alfred Demonreach it is.
The bird, the best, the fisch eke in the see,They live in fredome, everich in his kynd.And I a man, and lakkith libertee.
Oh, Ahab! what shall be grand in thee, it must needs be plucked at from the skies, and dived for in the deep, and featured in the unbodied air!
If idiots could fly, this place would be an airport.
The Archer sighed and closed his eyes as he tried to refocus on the activity around him. He really hated that name. The Archer. It was a stupidass name. Next time he decided to go all evil genius on the world, he was going to pick his own fucking name.
Jacob." A whisper of the past.
Atticus, ixnay issingpay off the oppercay.
Aislin is a - " " - drunken slut.
A guy named Otto Sayas - I would give anything to have a name that was a palindrome - knocks
The man who flies shall fight again.
[Lat., Qui fugiebat, rusus praeliabitur.]
Sky, wait. The way his voice wraps around my name makes me wish the only word in his entire vocabulary way Sky.
Alviss, son of Vindalf. He's the king of the dwarfs. The biggest, mightiest, greatest of all the dwarf folk.
"But he's not a dwarf," pointed out Shadow. "He's what, five-eight?"
"Which makes him a giant among dwarfs," said Czernobog from behind him. "Tallest dwarf in America.
Where is Aelin.
Where is my wife?
Ari, Ari, Ari. You're fighting this war in the worst possible way.
someone in Tunis. Halabi
I am Celaena Sardothien,Adarlan's Assasin.If these men knew who i was,they'd stop laughing.I am Celaena Sardothien.I am going to win.I will not be afraid.
You wouldn't know him if I told you the name. HIPPIAS: But I know right now he's an ignoramus.
You're my Aslan.
Aelin of the Wildfire. Aelin Fireheart. Aelin Light-Bringer.
You have always told me it was Ernest. I have introduced you to every one as Ernest. You answer to the name of Ernest. You look as if your name was Ernest. You are the most earnest-looking person I ever saw in my life. It is perfectly absurd your saying that your name isn't Ernest.
Call me Ildar! Call me Abra-ca-da-bra! My name is my name.
She's coming here with Aer Lingus.
MACDUFF That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.
Aloysius, you mad or sane today?
He's not the Darian of my childhood - the one that played jacks with me on the sidewalk, despite being a year older. Nor is he the Darian who stood up for me when Asher bullied me and called me Carrot Top until I cried.
Liadan," he said, staring intently at the ground.
"Yes," I whispered.
"Don't wed that man Eamonn. Tell him, if he takes you, he's a dead."
Bran
Algernon is a pleasant companion. At mealtimes, he takes his place at the small gateleg table. He likes pretzels, and today he took a sip of beer while we watched the ballgame on TV. I think he rooted for the Yankees.
I hated Alfred. He was a miserable, pious, tight-fisted king who distrusted me because I was no Christian, because I was a northerner, and because I had given him his kingdom back at Ethandun. And as reward he had given me Fifhaden. Bastard.
plane. The headline read, najriad prince
Aoibheann ("Who on earth could pronounce that?
Assad: 'I have written it just down here.'
He Pointed to a number of Arabic symbols that could just as well have meant it was going to snow in the Lofoten Islands in the morning.
3.18-million-year-old australopithecine found at Hadar in Ethiopia in 1974 by a team led by Donald Johanson. Formally known as A.L.
Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.
I know, I know, but we need a king, Alisa
Arin used to clutch his head in disgusted wonder at how fascinated he'd once been by the daughter of the Valorian general. He used to sting at her rejection. Now, though, the thought of Kestrel gave him a cold relief. Ice on a bruise.
His real name is A.J., but he is known in Heaven as Armor because of how resilient he is in his faith and how persistent he is with his prayers.
Yafi'i, Raud al rayahin
Boy lift it up, lets make a toasta
Lets get drunk, its gon bring us closa
Don't I look like a HalleBerry posta?
Unlike Ronan, Adam's Aglionby jumper was second-hand, but he'd taken great care to be certain it was impeccable. He was slim and tall, with dusty hair unevenly cropped above a fine-boned, tanned face. He was a sepia photograph.
The raven himself is hoarse, that croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan under my battlements ... Lady Mac
Will you say it?
"Aleksander"
His grin faded and his grey eyes seemed to flicker.
"Again."
"Aleksander
While Genius was thus wasting his strength in eccentric flights, I saw a person of a very different appearance, named Application.
You want me to ask you why you left? Why you chose the open sea over my bed? A criminal's brand over my touch? I didn't ask you, Alucard, because I don't want to hear them [your excuses]
King Kofi Kingston. The initials are horrible but the name sounds great.
Itterasshai.
Go and come back safely.
Fly at me, Lucy.
At the other end of the spectrum, George Gideon Oliver King Rameses Osborne, the fourteen-year-old novelty Chancellor and future baronet of Ballentaylor and Ballylemon - a man so posh he probably weeps champagne.
Sir Seretse Khama,
I claim you, Aelin. To whatever end.
I'm the son and heir to the Duke of Sardis. I could walk into that ballroom naked with Alcibiades balanced on my head, and they'd still want to marry me."
"Most likely. But if you try it, I'll horsewhip you on the front steps.
Willey Ley (Spaceflight advocate, German-American
But who is Aslan? Do you know him?"
"Well-he knows me," said Edmund. "He is the great Lion, the son of the Emperor-beyond-the-Sea, who saved me and saved Narnia.
Hail, Aslan. We hear ans obey. We are awake. We love. We think. We speak. We know.
Keating can be somewhat liberal with the profanity, so I shall substitute the word 'albatross' where necessary, and you may read that part privately later.
Something peculiar is happening to my head. I remember that my father was Barnaby, but I had another named Balaton. Unless that's a lake in Albania.
Don't you mean 'assclown'?" he looked amused.
"No," I said louder this time. "I mean asscrown. The crown on top of the asshat that covers the asshole of the assclown. The very zenith in the hierarchy of asses.
I am the assasin of my dreams.
Skye." "Lima-Oscar-Victor-Echo
Weel, hallo there," he said in a thick accent ... He threw his head back and laughed - a rich, joyous sound that bounced off the water ... "Aye, that I am, indeed. Aiden MacRae of Eilean Donan. Very pleased to be meeting you.
Akthent on thee latht thyllable.
Lothaire Konstantin Daciano, Sovereign of Dacia, the Realm of Blood and Mist.
Ben Lewis. He's in Afghanistan."
"He is?" I blinked. "In the army?"
"Well, he's not there on his honeymoon.
Peter, High King of Narnia," said Aslan. "Shut the Door.
I go where Al goes, dances-with-bugs. And just so you know, if anything happens to her, I'll pin you by your wings to a corkboard and use you for dart practice.
Aldrik - the crown prince, the future Emperor, Fire Lord, ruler of the Black Legion, sorcerer - was only a man. And men could be broken.
I do not think of him as Lord Ian Mackenzie, aristocratic brother of a duke and well beyond my reach; not as the Mad Mackenzie, an eccentric people stare at and whisper about.
To me, he is simply Ian.
Al was cruel, vindictive, angry, elegant, powerful. He gave me strength, he gave me wisdom, not only about magic, but about myself. He was a lot like Trent, only harsher around the edges.
This is why she hates Alabaster: not because he is more powerful, not even because he is crazy, but because he refuses to allow her any of the polite fictions and unspoken truths that have kept her comfortable, and safe, for years.
For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of Lochinvar.
King Alexander, the son of Ammon and of Philip the king, also supreme king of Europe and all Asia, Egypt and Libya, to the Tyrians who are as nothing.
government, take off in a
THE "GLORI A SCOTT
Aleksander."
His eyes fluttered shut. "Don't let me be alone," he murmured. And then he was gone.
Fly, dotard, fly! With thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.
Yes, he likes Alphie. Though he prefers Stormegedan Dark Ruler of all
In the spirit of the Irish people, Osama bin Laden, you can kiss my royal Irish ass!
The ordinary air fighter is an extraordinary man and the extraordinary air fighter stands as one in a million among his fellows.
You're my air, Evie. Without you, I drown in breathless sky.
Tell Aelin Galathynius that Wendlyn has never forgotten Evalin Ashryver," Galan said to him, to Aedion. "Or Terrasen.
You disappoint me, Arianne.
Said the crow to the raven. You have been disappointing me for years, Father.
what would you call this haircut?"
arthur.
Allie-Cat? Oh help me Rhonda. He's given me a pet name.
I just gazed at the smoke haze above Lundene, the darkness darkening a summer sky, and wished I were a bird, high in that nothingness, vanishing. Haesten
Who is he?"
"An idiot, said Adrian. "Makes me look like an upstanding member of society.
Everybody wants to fly. At some stage in their lives, everyone looks up in the sky and sees the seemingly effortlessness of a bird in the gulf of air overhead and thinks: I wish, just one time, that could be me.