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A noble pair of brothers.
[Lat., Par nobile fratum.]
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.
And among them all Taurus Antinor, praefect of Rome, with his ruddy hair and bronzed skin, his massive frame clad in gorgeously embroidered tunic.
Courage, Alexander.....
Courage, Tatiana
No! he wanted to cry out. No, Tania, please come back. What can I leave her with, what can I say, what one word can I leave with her, for her? What one word for my wife?
"Tatiasha," Alexander called after her. God, what was the curator's name ... ?
She glanced back.
"Remember Orbeli-
Periplus of the Erythrean Sea, written
Arithmancy looks
Alpha of the Vltava Pack. Been around since the Middle fucking Ages. Apparently a baker-of all the sodding things for a fearsome Alpha to be. We are glad we don't have to tell people our Alpha is a motherehumping baker.
APOTHECARY, n. The physician's accomplice, undertaker's benefactor and grave worm's provider
And I think I am about to mistake you for a volume of Ptolemy." He drew her face closer to his. "Make that Ovid," he said. His lips brushed lightly against hers. "Make that Ars Amatoria.
Now
I bring full-flavoured wine out of a barrel found
Where seven Ephesian topers slept and never knew
When Alexander's empire passed, they slept so sound.
Silenus or Nymphs and
Seraphine, Seraphine, Seraphine. O most beloved of women, most fiery of saints, never leave me, please. I'll erect columns of white marble to you, build gardens of delights for you, cause ships to sail and warriors to rise for you, if you'll only remain by my side.
I don't know," Valerius said. " I hear some godawful kind of music from outside, horns blaring, and I'm in a house with a mohawk cuckoo bird, a transvestite, and a knife-weilding lunatic."
"Why are You at Tabitha's?" Acheron asked
War wreaked on you his hideous ravishment;
We, we alone, Nereids inviolate,
Remain to weep, with the sea-birds to chant:
Corinth is lost, Corinth is desolate.
Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm
Good-bye to the lies of the poets.
[Lat., Valeant mendacia vatum.]
Cyphus bears the blue flame. Stercus is in thrall of iron. Ferule chill and dark of eye. Usnea lives in nothing but decay. Grey Dalcenti never speaks. Pale Alenta brings the blight. Last there is the lord of seven: Hated. Hopeless. Sleepless. Sane. Alaxel bears the shadow's hame.
Ariadne in the labyrinth. The most alive of worlds, human beings with the tenderest flesh, are made of marble. I strew devastation as I pass. I wander dead-eyed through cities and petrified populations.
Even after all these years, the thought of Isagol the Terrible stirred such a storm in him- of rancor and longing, desire and disgust, violence and even affection- all of it seething and bleeding and writhing, like a pit of rats eating one another alive.
Majorian presents the welcome discovery of a great and heroic character, such as sometimes arise, in a degenerate age, to vindicate the honor of the human species.
Who would not rather have the fame of Archimedes than that of his conqueror Marcellus?
Chadwickius frenemus,
Come home with me, Acheron. I'll make it well worth your while. (Artemis)
I have a headache. (Acheron)
You've had a headache for two hundred years! (Artemis)
And you've had PMS for eleven thousand. (Acheron)
hydra of revolution,
Monkey stalactites
RATTLESNAKE, n. Our prostrate brother, "Homo ventrambulans".
Aires and Echo Emerson. Their mother must have hated them to give them names like that.
Running her fingertips across the complicated edging of the desk, she discovered that the curlicues actually formed a vine. And there were dates inscribed along the leaves. . . . The Kings and the queens. Their children.
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Crito we owe a rooster to Aesculapius
I am involved in the land of a leonine and brave people, where every foot of the ground is like a well of steel, confronting my soldier. You have brought only one son into the world, but everyone in this land can be called an Alexander.
This is alchemy, and this is the office of Vulcan; he is the apothecary and chemist of the medicine.
The Arum are nothing more than what a human would call a parasite. They are not worth the filthy floor you lie upon.
Anya, the minor goddess of Anarchy? A woman who had more balls than most men - because she'd cut them off the guys stupid enough to get in her way and kept them as souvenirs.
Come, my Lady Dangerous, your Daimons await. (Valerius)
To Harmodius, descended from the ancient Harmodius, when he reviled Iphicrates [a shoemaker's son] for his mean birth, "My nobility," said he, "begins in me, but yours ends in you.
Vivonex (see Chapter 6 for full details). Vivonex is an elemental
Between the age limits of nine and fourteen there occur maidens who, to certain bewitched travelers, twice or many times older than they, reveal their true nature which is not human, but nymphic (that is, demoniac); and these chosen creatures I propose to designate as nymphets.
Gone too from the world, Averroes and Moses Maimonides,
encircling a large new habitat called Akureyri,
Yossarian!!!(?)!
An exquisite dulcet epithalame of most mollificative suadency for juveniles amatory whom the odoriferous flambeaus of the paranymphs have escorted to the quadrupedal proscenium of connubial communion.
In the land of Bad Ass, Acheron reigned supreme.
LYSISTRATA May gentle Love and the sweet Cyprian Queen shower seductive charms on our bosoms and all our person. If only we may stir so amorous a feeling among the men that they stand firm as sticks, we shall indeed deserve the name of peace-makers among the Greeks.
i am referred to as Alexandrina Victoria. But i do not like the name Alexandrina. From now on i wish to be called Victoria.
Genghises. Large, angry Genghises.
We extol ancient things, regardless of our own times.
[Lat., Vetera extollimus recentium incuriosi.]
The only Aniimal with 2 ii's!
somethingological
Fiery the angels fell; deep thunder rolled around their shores; burning with the fires of Orc.
Under the volcano! It was not for nothing the ancients had placed Tartarus under Mt. Aetna, nor within it, the monster Typhoeus, with his hundred heads and - relatively - fearful eyes and voices.
THE SHOULDER OF ATHOS, THE BALDRIC OF PORTHOS AND THE HANDKERCHIEF OF ARAMIS
You're dishonoured, somehow. You've sinned. Sinned against the aspidistra."
"You talk a great deal about aspidistras," said Ravelston.
"They're a dashed important subject," said Gordon.
Alexas the blessed ... was a good kid." Durzo laughed. Then his smile faded. "Broke my heart to kill him. But he needed killing by the end.
Carnatur, eh? What are they man-eating daisies?
EXTINCTATHON, Monitored by MaddAddam. Adam named the living animals, MaddAddam names the dead ones. Do you want to play?
Zacharias's study bore the marks of his predecessors, whose taste had run decidedly stoicheiotical. They had had a fondness for skulls with burning lights in their eye sockets, crystal balls in which mysterious shapes came and went, and dark velvet window curtains traced with obscure runes.
crenellations, the scarlet and the pale, the airy stone and the
To how much envy and fraud and hypocrisy the state of a tyrannous king is subject unto, and how they who are commonly called [Eupatridas Gk.], i.e. nobly born, are in some sort incapable, or void of natural affection.
Country IX. The Gorgon's Head X. Two Promises XI. A Companion Picture XII. The Fellow
Silena, take the Aphrodite crew to the Queens-Midtown Tunnel."
Oh my gods," one of her sisters said. "Fifth Avenue is so on our way! We could accessorize, and monsters, like, totally hate the smell of Givenchy.
A Companion Picture XII. The Fellow of Delicacy XIII.
What are you? (Danger)
Well, had you listened before you stabbed me, you would have heard the 'I'm Acheron's Squire' part. Apparently that somehow escaped your hearing and you mistook me for a pin cushion. (Alexion)
What saith Antisthenes? Hast thou never heard? - It is a kingly thing, O Cyrus, to do well and to be evil spoken of.
Many heroes lived before Agamemnon; but all are unknown and unwept, extinguished in everlasting night, because they have no spirited chronicler.
THE ADVENTURE OF THE BERYL CORONET
In Town VIII. Monseigneur in the Country IX. The Gorgon's Head X. Two Promises XI. A Companion Picture
Vanitas vanitatum has rung in the ears Of gentle and simple for thousands of years; The wail still is heard, yet its notes never scare Either simple or gentle from Vanity Fair.
Sir, the year growing ancient,
Not yet on summer's death nor on the birth
Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o' th' season
Are our carnations and streaked gillyvors,
Which some call nature's bastards.
O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine! To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne? Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
For the purpose of securing epithets at once accurate and felicitous, the young author should familiarize himself thoroughly with the general aspect and phenomena of Nature, as well as with the ideas and associations which these things produce in the human mind.
(whose initials were probably OCTAVIAN).
ceasing. 1 THESSALONIANS
Two thousand summers have imparted to the monuments of Grecian literature, as to her marbles, only a maturer golden and autumnal tint, for they have carried their own serene and celestial atmosphere into all lands to protect them against the corrosion of time.
Eleutheria, the fire is burning. Eleutheria, the tables are turning.
JULIA: Oldest daughter of Julia and Agrippa. Owner of the smallest dwarf in Rome. Exiled in AD 8.
In the smoky firelight the two old men nodded off like a pair of ancient kings passing the aeons in their tumuli. Made a musical notation of their snores. Elgar is to be played by a bass tuba, Ayrs a bassoon.
Alecto was the oldest, unceasing in anger. Magaera was next, retaliator of jealousy, and Tisiphone, the last, regarded as the avenger of murder.
For even they who compose treatises of medicine or natural philosophy in verse are denominated Poets: yet Homer and Empedocles have nothing in common except their metre; the former, therefore, justly merits the name of the Poet; while the other should rather be called a Physiologist than a Poet.
And when we are with Alex, I might as well not be there. They speak in a language of whispers and giggles and secrets; their words are like a fairy-tale tangle of thorns, which place a wall between us.
VLADIMIR: Moron!
ESTRAGON: Vermin!
VLADIMIR: Abortion!
ESTRAGON: Morpion!
VLADIMIR: Sewer-rat!
ESTRAGON: Curate!
VLADIMIR: Cretin!
ESTRAGON: (with finality). Crritic!
VLADIMIR: Oh!
He wilts, vanquished, and turns away.
There were many beautiful vipers in those days and she was one of them. ("Eveline's Visitant")
Holy sea turtles!" - Arabella Valli, The Equinox (Book Two of the Summer Solstice Series)
Untruthful! My nephew Algernon? Impossible! He is an Oxonian.
[This legendary Amazonian substance is] a cybernetic transdimentional medium of some sort that is generated out of the mysteries of the physiology of the human body.
The construction of temples of the Ionic order to Juno , Diana , Father Bacchus, and the other gods of that kind, will be in keeping with the middle position which they hold; for the building of such will be an appropriate combination of the severity of the Doric and the delicacy of the Corinthian .
Durhallem, Ydramil, Wrommish, Paedle, Truska-Pren, Wheklam, and Ordna.
My Oberon, what visions have I seen!
Methought I was enamored of an ass.
Titania, Act IV, Scene 1, Lines 76-77
six black Cordelias
I vote, I challenge Bathymaasy and we shoot arrows at you dearest brother. Artemis
Set and Bathymaas laughed.
Apollo, not so much.
What's this?" Amarantha said, her voice lilting despite the adder's smile she gave me ...
"Just a human thing I found downstairs," the Attor hissed, and a forked tongue darted out between his razor-sharp teeth.
Itinerant killers of basilisks; travelling slayers of dragons and vodniks!
Who that has reason, and his smell,
Would not among roses and jasmin dwell?
my Clodius, how little your countrymen know of the true versatility of a Pericles, of the true witcheries of an Aspasia!
Do ants get headaches?
Aristodemus, a friend of Antigonus, supposed to be a cook's son, advised him to moderate his gifts and expenses. "Thy words," said he, "Aristodemus, smell of the apron.
I've always been your friend, Alexa. Now go. I will try to kill you as unsuccessfully as I can.
Your Dark-Huntress, Danger, called for Acheron and since he's busy, I was sent to check things out and report back to him on what's happening. So here I am. Joy, oh joy of my life. (Alexion)
Aithinne smiles. "You know," she says thoughtfully, "your hair rather looks like an octopus." Then, as if to reassure me: "I love octopi."
And Aithinne is obviously a bit barmy, but nobody's perfect.