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Argo Takes Flight
Tania, last time in Morozovo, I let you go, but not this time. This time we live together or we die together.
Kalevala, whereas
Annia of the red braid and the ferocious scowl and the long, long limbs. Annia Galeria Faustina ...
"Mine," I whispered, "Mine
Everything unknown is magnified.
[Lat., Omne ignotum pro magnifico est.]
Dark Star Safari,
Aelin of the wildfire.
Anna anna bo banna, banana fanna fo fanna, me my mo manna ... Anna."
"Chuck! Do Chuck!
Full from the fount of Joy's delicious springs
Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom springs.
[Lat., Medio de fonte leporum
Surgit amari aliquid, quod in ipsis floribus angat.]
Audentes fortuna iuvat. Fortune favors the bold.
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.
THERE CAN BE FEW delights in the world as pleasant as a Siracusan spring. The fragrance of the lemon, orange, apricot, almond and peach blossoms pervade the city, enriched by the moist, salty sea breezes. On
Good-bye bilauta
Now I am an axolotl.
Arithmancy looks
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
Sisters of the Nigrizia
Verranica, I will never leave you.
Let the die be cast.
[Lat., Jacta alea esto; or, jacta esa alea.)
Like so many poor Ilokanos, my grandparents left their village, for it could no longer sustain them. The Ilocos is a narrow coastal plain where, so often, the mountain drops to the sea. Land hunger had always afflicted the Ilokanos and made them migratory.
Lovely Arra Sails,
nectar to all males,
how I'd like to spear you like a whaler spears a whale!
entire cottage industry centered just on Aritomo-sensei,
Hay una estrella mas abierta
que la palabra 'amapola'?
Is there a star more wide open
than the word 'poppy?
My love is like agape and not eros.
Dukhoborcheskaya
Ratio et prudentia curas,
Non locus effusi late maris arbiter, aufert.
[it is reason and wisdom which take away cares, not places affording wide views over the sea.]
Amor deliria nervosa. The deadliest of all deadly things.
Amor animi arbitrio sumitu, non ponitur; we choose to love; we do not choose to cease loving.
I love you more than life itself, Arodi, you mean everything to me. I'm lost without you. I swear by all that is holy and sacred to me that I will never leave you, and I won't die on you. I'm never going to leave you alone.
Zendagi migzara. Life goes on.
Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.
My recollections of Armenia open new visions for me. My art is therefore a growth art where forms, pines, shapes, memories of Armenia germinate, breathe, expand and contract, multiply and thereby create new paths for exploration.
...Traduttore, traditore.
You do not know it but you are the talk of all the town.
[Lat., Fabula (nec sentis) tota jactaris in urba.]
My inamorata, you know where I'll be: where I'll always be. Waiting. For you.
Avicenna California ... Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories.
The mangosteen, queen of the tropical fruit.
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
Messina between the volcanoes, Etna and Stromboli, having known the death-agony's terror. I always dread coming near the awful place, yet I have found the people kind, almost feverishly so, as if they knew the awful need for kindness.
Lat, urbes constituit aetas: hora dissolvit: momento fit cinis: diu sylva.
An age builds up cities: an hour destroys them. In a moment the ashes are made, but a forest is a long time growing.
Brastias. My friend." Uh-oh, this couldn't be good. "Do you lie to me?"
"Uh ... no."
"See? That's a lie!
We must go to Athens.
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.
ADIAPHORY (ADIA'PHORY) n.s.[Gr.]Neutrality; indifference.
I find the ass in compound with the major part of your syllables.
Lazarevo drips you into my soul, dawn drop by moonlight drop from the river Kama. When you look for me, look for me there, because that's where I'll be all the days of my life.
The only Aniimal with 2 ii's!
Salinas for the alkali which was white as salt.
My beautiful Ivey.
Ad astra per alia porci (to the stars on the wings of a pig)
Hera!" Hera was theHera-- Rick Riordan
Fortune and love favour the brave.
[Lat., Audentum Forsque Venusque juvant.]
Chi ti ama ti aspetta(Who loves waits for You).
Anna, my strong, terrifying Anna.
Samassi Abou don't speak the English too good.
Erchomai, it said.
I am coming.
Taniquetil, glorious to behold, loftiest of all mountains clad in purest snow,
Kalos Kai Agathos, the singular balance of the good and the beautiful.
Intramuros! The old Manila. The original Manila. The Noble and Ever Loyal City ...
Keep what you have got; the known evil is best.
[Lat., Habeas ut nactus; nota mala res optima est.]
Aniimal Town:~) The place where Dreams & Adventures come true!
This is Huntress placing Panta four-five, four-six on battle stations, I repeat battle stations, time one-two-four-one. Authenticate hotel romeo, all parties acknowledge with initials.
Spira, spera.
(breathe, hope)
Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.
historic eruptions,
Roberta Marieschi
Who can ever be alone for a moment in Italy? Every stone has a voice, every grain of dust seems instinct with spirit from the Past, every step recalls some line, some legend of long-neglected lore.
Astra is perfect.
The palace of the Saggese family, once the great landowner of those parts. An archway
My name is Arsenio. That's a very unique name for a black man. In Greek, it means Leroy.
Out of many things a great heap will be formed.
[Lat., De multis grandis acervus erit.]
alfresco
the sommelier decants
a red sunset
A unicorn in this magical star.
In my new home.
My ethereal home.
Saturna
Yossarian!!!(?)!
I love you, Kassia.
Crito we owe a rooster to Aesculapius
Albacete (AL-ba-seet) n. A single surprisingly long hair growing in the middle of nowhere.
Argot is both a literary and a social phenomenon. What is argot, properly speaking? Argot is the language of misery.
We two [Deucalion and Pyrrha, after the deluge] form a multitude.
[Lat., Nos duo turba sumus.]
Safety lies in the middle course.
[Lat., Medio tutissimus ibis.]
To pile Pelion upon Olympus.
[Lat., Pelion imposuisse Olympo.]
Our pack was given the name Ima because the man who started this pack was in love with a girl named Ima. Ima is actually a variation of the name Emma. It means universal.
The same word passed through three minds, simultaneously, philosophical, fatalistic, the eternal refuge of the Italian: Pazienza ...
Tchotchka. Amorta. Heart of my heart. Speak to me.
Mountain with a sweeping view of the mountain range. Under starlight,
Porfirio Rubirosa.
a Sicilian grandma is a formidable opponent
There, carried high on a bank of clouds, hovers a shape, a triangle in the sky. This is the Holy Mountain Athos, station of a faith where all the years have stopped.
voluptuous sluggard,
sinookas, the tendrils of my life,
I suppose that Italy must always lie like some lovely sunken island at the bottom of all passionate dreams, from which at the flood it may arise; the air of it is charged with subtle essences of romance. One supposes Italy must be organized for the need of lovers.
porcini-asparagus
Barber!" "Adagio for Strings,
I love you, what star do you live on?
yee naaldlooshii." "The
You little (such a one who, while wearing a copper nose ring, stands in a footbath atop Mount Raruaruaha during a heavy thunderstorm and shouts that Alohura, goddess of lightning, has the facial features of a diseased uloruaha root)!
Anatasia
You Are My More
My Love, My Life
Christian
Bagby Hot Springs.
Will not the Senorita trust me?"
Ramona smiled faintly through her tears. "Yes," she said. "I will trust you. You are Alessandro, are you not?"
"Yes, Senorita," he answered, greatly surprised, "I am Alessandro.
Ey oop, nah then, si thi, asta summat simla i' verdigris?