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ardor which is tapas; the name Indra
Och, Sarah, how shall I call augh' beautiful again unless it be the sight of you?
Sarfati. That's my real last name. I don't use it a lot because I got 'Lea So-fatty,' 'Lea So-farty' at school.
Feyre Archeron." A labored breath. "I told you - to stay with the High Lord. And you did.
Samassi Abou don't speak the English too good.
Amani." My eyes flew open. Jin was standing in the gates to Fahali. His face cleared as he saw me, and he ran toward me, relief written all over him. "Thank God."
"You don't believe in God," I said. It came out half a croak just as he closed the last of the space between us with a kiss.
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.
I may have grown up in the Age of Aquarius, but I'm growing old in the Age of the Acronym.
Ari said you screamed and raved a lot while he took care of you. In fact, he said that if Reyad was alive today, he'd gut the bastard without a moment's hesitation. I just thought you might want to know." Janco gave me a brotherly kiss on the forehead and left.
Aries in his many fits knows no favorites.
Years later, I learned an English word for the creature that Assef was, a word for which a good Farsi equivalent does not exist: sociopath.
When people think of me initially, they remember me as 'Akeelah.' Sometimes it can be frustrating to be remembered at an age that you've outgrown.
What is aught but as 'tis valued?
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.
You haven't asked me about Arin," Roshar said as he rode alongside him.
"What?"
"The tiger. Not the surly human.
I am Alvarr sen Danyd, and I call you in Teganne's name. I need you. Come!
Is that the name you wish, Muad'Dib?" Stilgar asked. "I am an Atreides," Paul whispered, and then louder: "It's not right that I give up entirely the name my father gave me. Could I be known among you as Paul-Muad'Dib?" "You are Paul-Muad'Dib," Stilgar said. And
Sameron adion aso
I shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow
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.
Ari smiled. The sun was shining, the weather was great, he was eating ice cream, and all his dreams were about to come true.
Iago is the dominant trance state of our planet. It influences our relationships, our sexuality, our parenting, and our attempts to relax. It permeates corporate business, international politics, and our economic system.
Ahimsa is the very definition of woman and there is no place for untruth in her heart. If she is true to herself she is no longer Abala
the weak, but she is Sabala
the strong ...
Seid was the storm and the winds and the sea. I was his light beacon, keeping him away from the rocks. But he thought I had betrayed him.
A genial and cultured Arab, Ameen Rihani, whose English is perfect and whose eloquence is astounding. He will discuss with equal eagerness and knowledge the merits of Picasso or Van Gogh, or the Zionist question, or the British achievements in Arabia.
The Tale of Hammad the Badawi.
Aberjhani is an award-winning poet who is featured in our first DREAM REACHERS book. An awesome talent.
So howled out for the world to give him a name.
The indark answered with wind.
Ahab was neither my first husband nor my last
Atalanta in Calydon
In the dining room, my brother - the scholar - was asking my father what it meant, amadan. My father said, "A fool. It means someone's a fool." Even with the water running, the cup of soapy water at my lips, I could hear my father's shout of laughter when my brother asked him, "Who is?
Delhi's most famous Sufi saint, Nizamuddin Auliya, who gave spiritual guidance to the incredible Amir Khusro - musician, scholar, poet and the father of qawwali.
The sacred preacher woman; Lailah Gifty Akita.
Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.
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.
Simi? You got some free time? (Kat)
Of course I do. You know akri on Olympus with that heifer-goddess I want to eat, but he won't let the Simi have no dinner. So why you calling me, little akra-kitty? (Simi)
amanuensis. A rapt
Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!
El Shaddai. My all-sufficient God who is able to handle all my needs. Everything I will ever need I can find in Him. Think about that for a moment. Do you sense the power He offers us in those words? There is nothing, absolutely nothing in your life that He cannot handle.
Call me Ishmael.
I am I, I am he. We are, but I am I, first I am I, I will defend being I until I am unable to fight any longer. I am I, Atalia. Ego. Yo. A professional degree, an Argentine, a scarlet fingernail, pretty sometimes, big dark eyes, I. Atalia Donosi, I. Yo. Yo-yo, windlass and hawser. Funny.
My name is Asher Lev ... I am a traitor, an apostate, a self-hater, an inflicter of shame upon my family, my friends, my people; also, I am a mocker of ideas sacred to Christians, a blasphemous manipulator of modes and forms revered by Gentiles for two thousand years.
afflict; - he had become a clod of earth, and his life was vanished like a shadow!
Anhamirak, abandon and freedom.
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.
Akasha is a Sanskit word for "primary substance" which pertains the quality of light in a person's spiritual and physical senses.
ALEXAS
Gracious Queen, even Herod of Judea wouldn't dare look at you unless you were in a good mood.
someone in Tunis. Halabi
Abram - Ibrahim, in the Arabic spelling - was the first to worship Allah, the one God, rather than the stars, the moon, or the sun.
APHETA (APHE'TA) n.s.[with astrologers.] The name of the plant, which is imagined to be the giver or disposer of life in a nativity.Dict.
EXTINCTATHON, Monitored by MaddAddam. Adam named the living animals, MaddAddam names the dead ones. Do you want to play?
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.
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?
Why did you choose that name for me?"
"Why, it is who you are." Angharath's tone indicated that the answer was patently obvious. "There is no other name for you. I see you before me, and your Essence shines with that one. You could not be anything else.
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.
Along the edge of this green lived a man. His name is not important, as no one ever used it. The villagers only ever called him the Apothecary.
What does he stand for?
Who, or why, or which, or what, Is the Akhond of Swat?
Wotan of Walhalla,
Kiril. His name was but a whisper upon the wind, a sigh upon her lips.
Her gaze silently begged him while her hands continued their magic upon his aching cock. As if he could deny her
or himself
the pleasure that awaited.
The charming king of Arilland had fallen in love at first sight. There was no question he would soon take this beautiful stranger as his bride.Fate had brought them together. Destiny. It was intoxicating.
Arin thought of Cheat, Tensen, Kestrel. He wondered if some part of him was drawn to lies. What was it that made him so easy to deceive?
Where is Aelin.
Where is my wife?
I was born in the age of "alas".
In this astonishing novel Amirrezvani reminds us what all human hearts suffer and dare. Equal of the Sun is an irresistible novel.
Now that he had his way, and all went well, and he had work to do after his heart, and had honour in it, he was courteous to all, and less grim than of old, so that well nigh all hearts were turned to him; and many called him Adanedhel, the Elf-man.
Islaam is the Name of the Universe. Christ is the Soul, and Abraham, the Foundation - The Rainbow At Midnight
THE PRIMARY aim of this book is to explain the remarkable rule which regulated the succession to the priesthood of Diana at Aricia.
Check it out. I got a new name tag today." He unclipped it and held it out toward me.
I looked at it. "A. GUY."
He grinned. "Someone actually asked me what the A stood for," he said, his hand brushing mine as he took the tag back, sliding it into his pocket. "I said Larry.
In Yuan" Alizadeh whispered to Kiram, "they have a word for a man who fights a darkness he cannot defeat."
"What is it?" Kiram asked.
"A fool," Alizadeh replied.
Who do you think you are?' Asiron asked, with a dry humourless laugh. 'I'll tell you who I am,' answered Parmenion, the words of Tamis echoing in his mind. 'I am Parmenion, the Death of Nations.
Teacher, tender comrade, wife,
A fellow farer true through life,
Heart whole and soul free,
The August father gave to me.
Arin wished Roshar wouldn't do this, wouldn't slip on false arrogance as if it were mourning garb worn in the service of a joke.
Armenag Saroyan. A good man of whom the worst that anybody was willing to say, was that he was too good for this world.
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.
SARC- was my second favorite -ASM word
Yet intact Ahab, back from his first voyage, once said of just such a changeable breeze, This contrast is the way of life itself. All playfully, he added, But were I God, then would every day be invariantly good. Then he asked me if he might be the god of my world.
Alis volat propiss. (She flies with her own wings.)
Ipsum Nomen Res Ipsa: The Name Itself is the Thing Itself. I.N.R.I.: Isis, Apophis, Osiris: IAO.
Artemis simple-toon
Aion is a child at play, playing draughts; the kingship is a child's.
My name's Elai, Ellai's daughter, line of the first Cloud, the first Elly; of Pia, line of the first Jin when they made the world. And you're on my land.
Valar Dohaeris. All men must serve.
I was more ass than assassin.
No one's ever called me anything but 'Arne.'
Habiba. It's an old word that means dear friend.
augurs; both of them had celebrated,
Is Adrian here?"
"Who?"
"Adrian. Tall. Brown hair. Green eyes."
She frowned. "Do you mean Jet?"
"I ... I'm not sure. Does he smoke like a chimney?"
The girl nodded sagely. "Yup. You must mean Jet.
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.
And I and him, and him and me. (I will always remember that he tasted like cigarettes and something passing sweet, which I could not quite identify.) Andiandhimandhimandme. (And so on.)
Akhenaten could have possibly been the ancient Egyptian figure onto whom authority descended (either by self proclaimed inspiration or any other means) to literally and physically cut off the link with the upper heavens.
Dance with the Awen
Paradise of Lailah Gifty Akita is reading, wondering and writing.
A salaam aleikum. The elderly Irishwoman has a foamy cloud of white hair and a zigzag cashmere poncho. You wouldn't cross her.
I claim you, Aelin. To whatever end.
Agosins poetic language engages the reader in a mesmerizing journey of inward reflection and exile.
Alice: I miss myself.
John: I miss you too, Ali, so much.
Akroyd!" Sunny cried, a phrase which here means "Roger.
Will you say it?
"Aleksander"
His grin faded and his grey eyes seemed to flicker.
"Again."
"Aleksander
Akiva."
"Akiva." It pleased her to say it. She may have been the one whose name meant music, but his sounded like it. Saying it made her want to sing it, to lean out a window and call him home. To whisper it in the dark.
The harpy's eyes were wide with wonder. So that's Adriyel. No wonder it's famous in poems and shit.