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Olly-olly-oxen-free-- Jay Asher
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.
Itterasshai.
Go and come back safely.
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.
The Khanum?" Arland coughed. The last sip of tea must've gone wrong.
"Are you unwell?" Dagorkun inquired.
"Healthy as a krahr," Arland said.
"That's such a relief. I would hate for some illness to interfere and spoil the grand celebration I planned when I send you to your afterlife.
Celaena Sardothien, arrogant and brave and skilled, Celaena who did not know fear or despair, Celaena who was a weapon hones by Death.
Looking at her nails, Aomame had a strong sense of what a fragile, fleeting thing her own existance was. Something as simple as the shape of her fingernails: it had been decided without her.
This is what it is, to be an Abhorsen.
Ulick Norman Owen.
I'm bored, lalalallalalala OLLI OXEN SOMETHING!!
Huan was born and raised in the House of Aladon, and his family for eleven generations before him, yet even he could be a Listener.
Evan's gaze fell on the massive form in the middle of the courtyard. He jabbered incoherently, pointing at the huge monster, sure it was another demon.
Arnvar hastily informed him to, "Sssh and stop pointing. He's just an orc."
Just an Orc!
Agosins poetic language engages the reader in a mesmerizing journey of inward reflection and exile.
From a purely external point of view there is no will; and to find will in any phenomenon requires a certain empathy; we observe aman's actions and place ourselves partly but not wholly in his position; or we act, and place ourselves partly in the position of an outsider.
Ananna of Tanarau is a delightfully irascible heroine, inhabiting a fascinating and fresh new world that I would love to spend more time in. Pirate ships? Camels? Shadow dwelling assassins? Yes please! Can I have some more?
amanuensis. A rapt
Who are you,' it boomed, 'to light a fire here in the depths of Himatan?'
[...]
'Someone who would dare to do so,' Pon-lor shouted down. 'Think you on that.
Armenag Saroyan. A good man of whom the worst that anybody was willing to say, was that he was too good for this world.
Om is that divine elixir that can clear away all the obstructions in our energy bodies.
Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.
Aethe, near my heart.
Without vanity, the ribbon.
Without duty, the wind.
Without blood, the victory.
My Alar is like the ocean in a storm.
Farewell Aragorn. Go to Minas Tirith and save my people! I have failed.
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.
So who do you suppose Imogene was last time around?" "Oh, that's easy," Haven laughed. "Attila the Hun.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen.
Aoun wrote of the search for 'that good physician who would say, 'I understand that this illness is happening to you, but we will face it together.
Ruling Akaran is a strange task. In many ways, it is like balancing an illusion. You must separate the illusion of what you see and the reality of its consequences," he said. "Tell me, my queen, are you ready to play with fate?
Jool Noret, we admire you. You are the scourge of Omnius." "I am merely doing my job.
Asana means the full expression of mind-body integration, in which you become consciously aware of the flow of life energy in your body.
Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl:
Yours in life, Kishan."
"Yours in death, Dhiren
Stand upon the Atman, then only can we truly love the world. Take a very, very high stand; knowing our universal nature, we must look with perfect calmness upon all the panorama of the world.
I have gazed on the face of Agamemnon,
Where is Aelin.
Where is my wife?
Now I am an axolotl.
You'd be surprised what my Asha'man would dare.
We are going to tickle some Aes Sedai under the chin, rescue a mule, and put a snip-nosed girl on the Lion Throne. Oh, yes. That's Aviendha. Don't look at her crosswise, or she'll try to cut your throat and probably slit her own by mistake.
Tell Aelin Galathynius that Wendlyn has never forgotten Evalin Ashryver," Galan said to him, to Aedion. "Or Terrasen.
It wasn't only his city that was healing, Raphael thought, his eyes catching the refracted light that betrayed Aodhan's presence in the sky; his people were, too. And it had all begun with a single, vulnerable mortal who did not accept that to be an archangel was to be always right.
As Athera. To grow.
As Pyrata. To burn.
As Illumae. To light.
As Orense. To open.
As Anase. To dispel.
As Hasari. To heal.
As Travars. To Travel.
My heart died a while back. [Eragon]
Do you know the Ai'oan word for heart? he asks.
I shake my head.
"It's py'a." We're so close, his whisper is right in my ear, and his breath warms the side of my neck. "You are my heart, Pia.
To whom else should one pay honor, but to Him, Atman, the Only One? And where was Atman to be found, where did He dwell, where did His eternal heart beat, if not within the Self, in the innermost, in the eternal which each person carried within him.
People of the hundred," he said, using an ancient Herrani phrase Arin was surprised he knew, "who leads you?"
So many cried Arin's name that it no longer sounded like his name.
She turned to look at him, and he was already looking at her. "I'm going to miss you when I wake up," she whispered, because she realized that she must have fallen asleep under the sun. Arin was too real for her imagination. He was a dream.
"Don't wake up," he said.
Aislin is a - " " - drunken slut.
Oh, the Bloodwitch named Aeduan was no longer bored. No longer bored at all. And now he had work to do.
He hadn't been blessed by the god of death.
Arin was the god.
Aral the Jack, formerly the noble Aral Kingslayer, is the best kind of hero.
Bright star of Eanna, forgive me the manner of this, but you are the harbor of my soul's journeying.
Niten drew in a deep shuddering breath and the air was suffused with the delicate odor of green tea.
"And Tsagaglalal ... "
"Yes, Father?"
Prometheus closed his eyes. "Tell Niten to find Aoife and ask her the question. Tell him ... tell him she will say yes.
Odalisque, prompting us to call him Dingolion and Dandelingo
Azhrarn, Lord of Terrors, terrified.
The norns are goddesses of fate, of love and hate; they are weaving on the loom of destiny. All the lives of people and gods, past and present, are woven on their loom. Your thread of life was long ago spun and placed in their great image.
As they came together in a rush of steel and shadow, he could hear Lyanna screaming. "Eddard!" she called. A storm of rose petals blew across a blood-streaked sky, as blue as the eyes of death. "Lord Eddard," Lyanna called again. "I promise," he whispered. "Lya, I promise
A gathering nimbus obscured the sun's light and out from the gathered clouds looped and coiled the guardian of the avian world. With a trail of inferno in her wake, it was Alicanto
Eragon.
Is that all you say?
Yes.
After ten years of slavery, Arin knew obedience in its many forms. The fear of pain, the gritty promise to oneself of vengeance. Hopelessness. A grinding monotony broken just often enough by the strap or fist.
So this is how I will die. Aeduan had never thought it would be flames. A beheading, perhaps. Old age, more likely. But not fire - not since he'd escaped that death all those years ago.
The Ainu youth came upon a band of Ainu hunters passing through the area. "What is this area called?" he asked them.
"Do you really think this asshole of a terrain even deserves a name?" they replied.
Arin imagined how, if he could, he would kneel before the boy he had been. He'd cradle himself to his chest, let the child bury his wet face against his shoulder. Shh, Arin would tell him. You will be lonely, but you' ll become strong. One day, you will have your revenge.
Aouda fastened her great eyes, "clear as the sacred lakes of the Himalaya," upon him; but the intractable Fogg, as reserved as ever, did not seem at all inclined to throw himself into this lake.
A pang of deep longing ripples through me. I'm torn between my promise to send Aydan to the Abyss and my need to keep him safe. The opposing forces fragment what remains of my mind, breaking me down once again.
Vandiya Devan: "You dare to ask 'me' who I am? I am Vallavareyan, Vandiya Devan of the Vanar Clan in Thiruvallam . Once upon a time, soldiers like you, proudly carved the names of my ancestors on their chests.
By Moradin's arm and Clangeddin's horn, by Dumathoin's tricks and Delzoun true born, open I tell ye, open yer gates! Me name's Athrogate, me blood's Delzoun, and I'm told me home awaits!
He's a boy who must learn to be a warrior and a king,' I said, 'and death is his destiny. He must learn to give it.' I patted Aethelstan's shoulder. 'Make it quick, boy,' I told him. 'He deserves a slow death, but this is your first killing. Make it easy for yourself.
OMistakes will be made
This is my empire, Uriang-Khadai. I will not be made to leave. Ready the tumans for battle, Orlok. I will face my enemies and I will destroy them.
i said abooshnosh
My name is Celaena Sardothien, and I will not be afraid.
There are a hundred pathways to Om. Unfortunately, I sometimes think someone left a rake lying across a lot of them.
I am Celaena Sadorthein and I will be not afraid
Akthent on thee latht thyllable.
Tionnax are always boasting that they were once annax. Heartan, Viddion marah.
Our lovely Princess Eadlyn,
It's hard to rhyme your name.
And though we really ticked you off,
We love you all the same.
Hail, Aslan. We hear ans obey. We are awake. We love. We think. We speak. We know.
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 said, as though reading from a dictionary of modern profanity.
AhthOOn SSyng!" I said. "That's farewell."
"It sounds evil."
"It is," I answered, and we parted.
Dai Tregarron had called her Olwen, had spoken to her as if she were a creature capable of escape from the commonplace, not the pedestrian, middle-aged woman everyone else saw, incapable of imagination, even less of passion. He had seen who she wanted to be and given the dream a moment's life.
There is one plot point in one of the 'D'Arnath' books that I don't think I handled as well as I could have. Am I going to tell you which one? No way!
Om Namah Shivaya, meaning,
I honor the divinity that resides within me.
I eat too much. I drink to much. A greedy selfish such-n-such. But when I wrap my turban on my mind is clear, I'm 'Baba Lon'.
Th<>ong>oong>u hast all seas<>ong>oong>ns f<>ong>oong>r thine <>ong>oong>wn, O Death!
A Hymn of Praise to Osiris Un-Nefer, the great god who dwelleth in Abtu, the king of eternity, the lord of everlastingness, who tra-verseth millions of years in his existence.
I am the assasin of my dreams.
ardor which is tapas; the name Indra
But I am the real Strider, fortunately. I am Aragorn son of Arathorn; and if by life or death I can save you, I will.
Ashryver eyes.
The fairest eyes, from legends old
of brightest, ringed with gold.
OMFGEIGHTPOUNDBABYJESUSONAPOGOSTICK WHAT?
N the harshest days of leaf-bare clanmate turns upon clanmate danger lurks behind familiar faces and one more warrior may be lost forever
Hopeless and helpless doth AEgeon wend,
But to procrastinate his lifeless end.
Only 'he', who becomes free from his intellect (abudha), can become Omniscient (sarvagna).
Anna, my strong, terrifying Anna.
Oakheart, of all cats! He thinks he's StarClan's gift to the Clans.
Olofi made Oya ... and then he realized he'd done and quickly made Oshun.
The two walked off together, leaving Damen with Aimeric.
'He hates you,' said Aimeric, cheerfully.
Owain told me about the beautiful, fair-haired Vesta. It took me several minutes to work out that Vesta was a horse, and that Owain was possibly in love with her.
Adron! Don't you hurt him. (Kiara)
I'm not going to hurt him, Mom. I'm going to kill him. (Young Adron)
Oran is exile and Tetuan is imprisonment. And since I am happier in Tetuan than in Oran, that means I prefer jail in my native land to freedom in exile.