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BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.
Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
I couldn't bring myself to call him either "Bill," which would signal friendly familiarity, or "Doctor Vogel," which would imply respect.
The bird, the best, the fisch eke in the see,They live in fredome, everich in his kynd.And I a man, and lakkith libertee.
I like Bill a lot. As Bill is presented, I mean you don't ever see Bill blow her head off? You know? And I think what Quentin has done is he created a monster.
Bill Door was impressed. Miss Flitworth could actually give the word "revenue", which had two vowels and one diphthong, all the peremptoriness of the word "scum.
Email to Eric from Bill:
GFY. Let me know if you need help with that abbreviation Sheriff.
Bill
Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover, working and talking.
For sondry scoles maken sotile clerkis;
Womman of manye scoles half a clerk is.
Fish fiddle de-dee!
Bills should be paid cheerfully, all money should be sent forth fearlessly and with a blessing.
THE GRACKLE
The
& he ill, he real, he might gotta deal
He pop bottles & he got the right kinda bill
Well, " I began,"I've been roped into shenanigans."
Without preface, Catcher muttered a curse ,then leaned over slipped his wallet from his jeans, and pulled out a twenty-dollar bill, which he handed to Mallory.
Matthew Watkins: I need an afternoon pick-me-up. I accept cash and/or prizes that can be exchanged for cash. Also, hobbits.
To the counsell of fooles a woodden bell.
Uncle Monty tell
A fig for your bill of fare; show me your bill of company.
I once lost a bill betting on the Red Sox,
... But that's another topic.
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"Responsibility is definitely not something you feel; it is something you wear."
Dan Groat
When I look at Bill, I know right away how he thinks. I can feel if he's having problems, even if I'm not with him.
What kind of country is this where a woman can't weep her heart out on the highways and byways without being tormented by retired bill-brokers!
waistcoat-pocket,
Cruddy Mouthbreather
If the day comes when you would find me again, give that coin to any man from Braavos, and say these words to him
valar morghulis.
Jaqen H'ghar, A Clash of Kings
I had made a deal with the devil, and the bastard stuck me with the bill.
Always I pay. Always I pay. How do you know Gelli? What do you want? How much do you want?
Damoder climbed slowly to his feet. 'Buy lot!' he wheedled, 'I am poor man. I sell you cheap. I am bank-Rupert! Apparently the only things that could save him from bank-rupertcy were our dollars.
You must think I am a high-priced man ... Fifteen dollars is enough for the job. I send you a receipt for fifteen dollars, and return to you a ten-dollar bill.
Who asks a king for a penny?
(Bill) Terry, you can ask for more money in the winter and do less in the summer than any ballplayer I know.
My kid is not going to wear a flat bill.
It wasn't funny for Bill Herondale!" said Magnus. "Oh, damn it. Now you've got me doing it.
Bill Blankschaen is an emerging new voice in Christian life.
Danders Anders squealed with joy. The most malodorous sound in the world.
On Fridays there were fish fries or boils at which they served "lawyers" (burbot or eelpout), so-called because their hearts were in their butts.
Lord Birkenhead is very clever but sometimes his brains go to his head.
To me, Bill's musical heart is in Earthworks, in the jazz they are playing, in the acoustic kit.
I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas' me, Brer Fox' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.
'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O for breath to utter what is like thee! you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase; you vile standing-tuck!
Deer Reeder: First may I say, sorry for any werds I spel rong. Because I am a fox! So don't rite or spel perfect.
I would like a cappuccino," says Linus politely. "Thank you."
"Your name?"
"I'll spell it for you," he says. "Z-W-P-A-E-N
"
"What?" She stares at him, Sharpie in hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. Double F-hyphen-T-J-U-S. It's an unusual name, Linus adds gravely. "It's Dutch.
A birdie with a yellow bill Hoped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: 'Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy-'ead?
The 'crownd' is strong>ststrong>ill the unit, the favourite coin of the labourers, especially the elder folk. They use the word something in the same sense as the dollar, and look with regret upon the gradual disappearance of the broad silver disc with the figure of 'St. Gaarge' conquering the dragon.
Gundhrold's head lowered until his massive beak was only inches away from Amos's nose. "I am a son of the desert. This was once my home - the home of all my kind. I know every crag, every slope, every crick and hollow-"
Amos rolled his eyes. "Every blatherin' speck o' sand?
Wild Bill was a strange character. In person he was about six feet and one inch in height. He was a Plains-man in every sense of the word.
alter kocker like me. Street-word is Hal hired Coral
voluptuous sluggard,
The family of Dane Heggem has been betrayed.
I like my money, and if you mess with it, I fuck with you."
I raised my eyebrow. "You want to fuck with Alec?"
"What? No, that's not what I meant."
"But you said you-"
"I know what I said you smartass,
Honest to God, Bill, the way things are going, all I can think of is that I'm a character in a book by somebody who wants to write about somebody who suffers all the time.
Don't worry, Bill," Borkman told me. "I have Muriel and Richard in my pocket-back!" "In your back pocket - yes," I said to the crafty deerstalker on skis.
If Bill jumps into something that relies on a lot of cymbals, I'll jump into something that relies on a lot of skin sounds; if he goes into metal tones, I'll go into wood, and so on. I basically play in his holes.
Shall we stay out here, so we won't wake your friends?
It was news to me that our conversation was going to last that long. Apparently, Bill hadn't come over just to borrow a cup of blood.
Dickon, and Dickon brought his tame animals, and, if you'll credit it, sir, out of doors he
The phone rang in the comm. center. Ian consulted the monitor. "It's Dan." He pressed a button. "Kabra here."
Dan's voice crackled through the attic. "Don't say it like that," he complained. "Your name still gives me heartburn.
I am Birgitte Silverbow," Birgitte announced, as if to dispel doubt. "The Horn of Valere has sounded, calling all to the Last Battle. The heroes have returned!
a misbegotten cockwaffle.
Ever since the '70s, Maj Sjowall and Per Wahloo were the godfathers of Scandinavian crime. They broke the crime novel in Scandinavia from the kiosks and into the serious bookstores.
All the Danish leaders, had carved into our shield wall with his great war ax, I had faced him, beaten him, and sent him to join the einherjar, that army of the dead who feast and swive in Odin's corpse hall. What
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
Payday came and with it beer
Is stuffed, de world, wif feeding girls.
Hell will freeze over before I send you any money for this unwarranted bill.
Applause is a receipt, not a bill.
steward, bailiff, falconer, houndmaster
Put on your rain-stuff, " Bill said, "or you'll wind up with the fluh-hu like me. Probably catch
Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne.
SHUT UP!...PADLE!
Onealoneappearsasdiverseonaccountofignorance
Heaven know its time; the bullet has its billet
What's got your jockstrap in a wad? (Abbie)
Bill did not believe in luck. Bad luck or good. Bill knew it was never a matter of luck, never a question of luck. Bill knew luck was just another excuse for failure.
Cheap matter offered they to boyish wit,
Bug on the wall.
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
Rich people read their bills. Poor people dread theirs.
What's wrong with all of us, Bill? Can you tell me that?'
'Hell if I know', he said. 'We drink too much for starters. And we want too much, don't we?
Clearing her throat, Peabody turned the cube on record. I owe Dallas, Lieutenant Meaniepants Eve, twenty dollars to be paid out of my hard-earned, under-appreciated detective's salary next payday. Peabody, Detective Churchmouse Delia.
Bubba the Sheep Squeezer in
The man in the coon skin cap in the pig pen wants eleven dollar bills, you've only got ten.
A fool and his money be soon at debate
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
Pardon my French if you're a religious man.'
'I am,' Bill said, grinning.
'Then get outta my cab and go to fucking church,' the cabbie said, and they both burst out laughing.
That sounds like bulshytt!
Fucking Magnus DuCane. I'd
Cockmotherhumpershitpissbodoinkeewacker,
I'm taking Fleur on a thestral," said Bill. "She's not that fond of brooms."
Fleur walked over to stand beside him, giving him a sloppy, slavish look that Harry hoped with all his heart would never appear on his face again.
Who's that, the windbreaker?
The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door; The chest, contriv'd a double debt to pay,- A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day.
To whom the wilie Adder, blithe and glad.
I went to prison, I paid my bill.
I paid my bill. Save your fucking pennies for a gun and a history book ...
Pieter would be pleased with the rest of the coins, the debt now settled. I would not have cost him anything. A maid came free.
Skulduggery? Where's Skulduggery?"
"I'm here," Skulduggery said. "I was beginning to think you were lost to us."
Finbar's mouth twitched into a brief smile. "Sorry. You're not going to get rid of me so easily.
Who do you serve?" Lanferelle asked.
"Sir John Cornerwailled," Hook said proudly.
Lanferelle was pleased. "Sir John! Ah, there's a man. His mother must have slept with a Frenchman.
Room service. You like me fluff pillow?
Here Skugg lies snug As a bug in a rug.
We all know if we change the bill, it's gone.
Hey Cabe?" she says, drying her hair, feeling refreshed. Grinning. Putting all thoughts but one aside for the moment. "You wanna go get Jimmy a raincoat and we'll take care of you?"
Cabel looks at her.
Turns his head and narrows his eyes.
Who the hell is Jimmy?