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You'll tell me a story and I'll spare you ? You think I don't see what you're doing ? I've read Arabian Nights."
"Call me Scheherazade, baby ! Actually, she's one tricksy bitch. Who, by the way, still owes me twenty gold pieces and a pound of sesame.
In a land of sand and ruin and gold
There shone one woman, and none but she
Artemis the bitch goddess. You know her. She's the one who stole your soul. (Simi)
She didn't steal it. (Gallagher)
Of course she did. She steals everything. (Simi)
I vote, I challenge Bathymaasy and we shoot arrows at you dearest brother. Artemis
Set and Bathymaas laughed.
Apollo, not so much.
A comely female inhabiting the Mohammedan Paradise to make things cheery for the good Mussulman, whose belief in her existence marks a noble discontent with his earthly spouse, whom he denies a soul.
She has the care of a mother, the love of a sister, a prostitute in bed. Who is she?
Hello?"
"You should check the curtains before you take a bath, princess,"a deep, mocking voice says.
"Wha-" I half scream, half yelp as I sit bolt upright in the bath ...
... "Priceless,"he howls, still laughing. You never fail to amuse, princess.
Aphrodite put off her famous belt, in which all the charms of love are woven, potency, desire, lovely whispers, and the force of seduction, which takes away foresight and judgment even from the most reasonable people.
Orpheus. Had the name he had taken ever suited him better? But he would be wilier than the singer whose name he had stolen. He would indeed. He would send another man into the realm of Death in the Fire-Dancer's place-and he'd make sure that he didn't come back.
the girl who was so lovely even her father couldn't resist her.
Her hair is full of icy wind and daylight. She is every princess, every queen, in the history book.
Aedion - every breath she took seemed to echo his name. Aedion, Aedion, Aedion.
A wealthy man in ancient Egypt would never have dreamed of solving a relationship crisis by taking his wife on holiday to Babylon. Instead, he might have built for her the sumptuous tomb she had always wanted.
The gods of Djelibeybi In the river kingdom of Djelibeybi, the national religion
Simba, You Are More Than What You Have Become
Who was this girl who thumbed her nose at two kingdoms and did as she pleased?
She was a girl and she was a queen and back in the mists she was a woman who had seized the moon from the sky and drunk its light so that she would never die. And she never had.
The Pyramids of Tsort by moonlight!' breathed Ysabell, 'How romantic!'
MORTARED WITH THE BLOOD OF THOUSANDS OF SLAVES
mistress of Netherfold.
Elizabeth, just like our queen. I'm Gabriel Storm.
The whorl of her stars.
Night came walking through Egypt swishing her black dress.
Shakespeare; the only man I'd ever love...
Baths, she thought, were just like her relationships, all "ooh, ah" in the beginning and then suddenly, without warning, she had to get out, out, out!
Darling, the bath's absolutely right. Will you marry me?'
She snorted. 'You need a slave, not a wife.
The Princess Mahiya, and she is mine.
I promised them that if they got my son out, I would show this city how a desert girl dies. - Shira
Diana Vishneva is not only a magnificent dancer but a magnificent actress - no one works harder or understands more.
I'm Ali and I'm fabulous.
- Alison DiLaurentis
I am riveted by Phaedra Parks and her performance of herself. She kills me.
Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her.
She did not look like my sister, she did not look like any mortal woman at all. She carried herself as if she were the greatest queen that had ever been born. We
from Egypt: "You
She is the fragrance of a dozen jasmines.
Harriet Tubman,
woman of earth, whipscarred,
a summoning, a shinning
Your Queen I cannot be. Your mistress I will not be.
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She ran away in her sleep and dreamed of paradise
The Queen of Monsea, in trousers and short hair, looking for all the world like a miniature pirate.
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.
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE
Her beauty is a deluge
washing my soul.
All we want now is to find out what king, Christian or pagan, is at war and has a beautiful daughter;
Bridget Jones, wanton sex goddess, with a very bad man between her thighs ... Mum ... Hi.
Jane Austen Emma
A long time ago in a kingdom by the sea there lived a princess as tall and bright as a sunflower.
She who had been taken and taken and taken. And now the one time she took for herself, the one time she had choice in the matter, it was taken away.
I would love to play Nefertiti or Cleopatra or the Queen of Sheba. We preserve more male history than we do female. We have to preserve [female history]. No more complaining. We have to do it.
The big vases, that could not hide the vacancies her pretty
Her name's Brienne.
Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child!
She's so pure, Moses couldn't even part her knees.
I am Cyrus, king of the world ...
away from Eden. She's mine.
I am Isis, Queen of this country. I was instructed by Mercury. No one can destroy the laws which I have established. I am the eldest daughter of Saturn, most ancient of the Gods.
My baby sister - queen of the locusts.
Sleeping Atlantis
Silent cool waters
dancing upon her skin ~
silent cool water
ushering dreams within...
Mistress! What would I get out of that except a passel of brats? -Scarlett O'Hara
Katniss, the girl who was on fire!
that the servant who stood by her bedside
beautiful young maiden?
A shoe-shaped bath tub, within which I felt like Marat but with no white-necked maiden to stab me.
Shakespeare must be a black girl.
What girl could fail to make a conquest who collapsed at a man's feet in the moonlight?
Lawrence of Arabia, British Beatlemania.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
The one taken underwater of Mel's garden of women,
Blonde Queenie, the most beautiful girl ever to don witches' robes, is standing in a silk slip, supervising the mending of a dress on a dressmaker's dummy. Jacob is thunderstruck.
There she weaves by night and day, A magic web with colors gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay, To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott.
Mrs. Crawford. As she walked into her
Rebecca! she who could prefer death to dishonor must have a proud and powerful soul!
She was the heir of fire. She
In the olden days, when wishing still worked, there lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful, but the youngest daughter was so lovely that even the sun ... was struck with wonder.
Celaena Sardothien, arrogant and brave and skilled, Celaena who did not know fear or despair, Celaena who was a weapon hones by Death.
Sing, goddess, of Achilles' ruinous anger
Which brought ten thousand pains to the Achaeans,
And cast the souls of many stalwart heroes
To Hades, and their bodies to the dogs
And birds of prey.
Ancient handmaiden. The door opened directly
She was tall and dark-skinned and looked like a Nigerian sculpture. She moved like a lioness, her every step bristling with suppressed violence.
Egypt! from whose all dateless tombs arose Forgotten Pharaohs from their long repose, And shook within their pyramids to hear A new Cambyses thundering in their ear; While the dark shades of forty ages stood Like startled giants by Nile's famous flood.
A girl is never born alone. From birth she is accompanied by two invisible twin sisters named Lajja and Sharm. Lajja is the older of the twins, split seconds ahead. She whispers warnings, advises modesty, advocates caution. Sharm is the nasty number, the tattletale, the teaser, the guilt-tripper.
The picturesque doctor's daughter, Miss Manette.
She was the most painful, most glorious dance of his life
Once more, I am watching the most powerful men in the kingdom bring their power to bear on a woman who has done nothing worse than live to the beat of her own heart, see with her own eyes; but this is not their tempo nor their vision and they cannot tolerate any other.
Not only a countess but a nymph of the greenwood,
Deep blue. She was beautiful, not merely pretty, but there was in her eyes the haughty disdain of a queen reprimanding a clumsy subject.
Egypt.mother of civilization, dreaming herself through the centuries. Dreaming us all, her children: those who stay and work for her and complain of her, and those who leave and yearn for her and blame her with bitterness for driving them away.
Amitav Ghosh's multigenerational saga The Glass Palace, set in colonial Burma, India, and Malaya, tells the story of Rajkumar, once a poor Indian boy, who becomes a wealthy teak trader in Burma, and lovely Dolly, former child-maid to the queen and second princess of Burma.
Saul of Tarsus on the Damascene road.
Woman, the child of so many tears shall never perish.
She knows her place in this world. She can tear down its walls, and still nobody knows her name. - Naomi
Whore or courtesan, she put on a great little show.
She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.
She was resting at a table between numbers in the Greek nightclub where she was dancing. A little of the stage light touched her. She was very frail. She seemed to be thinking about something far away, waiting patiently for somebody to destroy her.
Was she very beautiful, Samuel?"
"To you she was because you built her. I don't think you ever saw her - only your own creation.
As presumptive heir to one of the largest Duchies in the Kingdom of the Mists, she could have easily grown up more spoiled than any human princess. Instead she grew into the sort of little girl who's always up a tree or down a hole, a magnet for mud, queen of worms and frogs and crawling things.
What woman could I hate enough to marry her to the Dragon Reborn?
Caesar tarried in Egypt, Taking in all the spoils, The Lighthouse, the Library, Queen Cleopatra and Her many-perfumed oils.
This maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
Bright fame, bright glory will crown Lavinia. But she brings her people war.
Who wanted to be smiled at by the girl that trailed shadows like pets, conjured snakes and waited for Death, her bridegroom, to steal her from these walls?
Magdalene's handjobs,