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I have to use the word 'insurgent' because I can't think of a better word right now.
Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer! List, ye landsmen all, to me; Messmates, hear a brother sailor Sing the dangers of the sea.
Be it concluded,
No barricado for a belly. Know't,
It will let in and out the enemy
With bag and baggage.
Uhtred of Steapa - He might be dumb as a parsnip but he knows how to fight.
Delilah Bard had a way of finding trouble. She'd always thought it was better than letting trouble find her, but floating in the ocean in a two-person skiff with no oars, no view of land, and no real resources save the ropes binding her wrists, she was beginning to reconsider. The
The sea hates a coward.
What do you call the Hrothgar-wrecker when Hrothgar has been wrecked?
What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?
Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!
Thou little valiant, great in villainy!
Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!
Thou Fortune's champion, that dost never fight
But where her humorous ladyship is by
To teach thee safety.
Without a musket to raise, a barricade to storm, a flag to wave, the question hit me in the face like the cold air: 'Who am I?'
IMPOSTOR n. A rival aspirant to public honors.
The knight is renowned for, among other things, its suitability as a blockader ... Because its strength lies in short-range operations it is not uncomfortable standing in a single spot for long periods, as the Bishop is.
alter kocker like me. Street-word is Hal hired Coral
Any port in a storm.
So his flunkies are what, pirates?
This is who I am.
A fighter.
A guardian.
Stronger than the Stormers.
Stronger than Vane.
Beyond all emotion.
I don't give in to fear or pity or love. I'm the one in control.
gate, the guards, who
pilaster, probably meant to anchor a
What contemptible scoundrel has stolen the cork to my lunch?
Excuse me, lieutenant. I am not that kind of Underlord.
Useless, idle, exploitative male chauvinist drone!
Oh what force on earth could be weaker than the feeble strength of one" like me remembering the way it could have been. Help me with this barricade. No surrender. No defeat. A spectre's haunting Albert Street. I am your pamphleteer.
Forbid a man to think for himself or to act for himself and you may add the joy of piracy and the zest of smuggling to his life.
A sharp and familiar pang pierced his heart, rattled around his ribs, and then settled in his stomach like a rotting, dead weight. He took a swig of his Jack on the rocks, the burn not quite dulling the ache that had haunted him for two decades. God, he missed Anna. Enforcer's Redemption
a squatter in the ruins of empire,
A storm is coming; our storm. Emperor - we come for you!
a creature of impulse.
What is a rebel? A man who says no: but whose refusal does not imply a renunciation.
The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.
Raeder, the political admiral, stealthily built up the German Navy in defiance of the Versailles Treaty, and then put it to use in a series of aggressions which he had taken a leading part in planning.
The destroyer is...'" Ethan wondered at the next word, expecting 'horrific, 'mad', or even 'a bitch'... Not forgetting that she did try to kill him, of course.
"Glorious," he concluded to Ethan's surprise.
French steamer, and she called in every blamed port they have out there, for, as far as I could see, the sole purpose of landing soldiers and custom-house officers. I watched the coast. Watching a coast
I don't really know much about pirates, or pirate culture. I'd be a contrarian pirate.
I am the sworn, eternal and uncompromising enemy of the liquor traffic.
Hands of Mercy and tanks of hell.
Parry Otter, the Chosen Boy Who - well - something of that sort..
some unknown attacker on a
Christ, don't you ever knock?
It's Lassiter. L-A-S-S-I-T-E-R. How is it possible you're still getting me confused with someone else? Do I need a nametag?
A coxcomb is the blockhead's man of merit.
It's called a sea anchor,' [Evanlyn] explained. 'It'll stop us drifting too far.'
Alyss was impressed. 'And you said you were pig-ignorant when it came to boats.'
'I don't remember saying that,' Evanlyn replied with a frown.
Alyss shrugged. 'Oh? Well, it must have been me.
Andross, you motherfucker.
A pirate once shouted 'Avast! I've caught you, you seadog, at last! Best pull out your sword - I'm coming aboard! Drop your britches, and climb up me mast!
General Gar, the leader of the Conquerors, was waiting for them. The Devourer.
The enemy's gate is down.
I am a Pirate, A Pirate of Bollywood
The enemy is Resistance.
raiding parties and pirate crews. This is in stark
The brazen throat of war.
The destroyer Cork, like the useful hero for whom it is named, will be game to the last.
The man who sailed around his soul From East to West, from pole to pole With ego as his drunken captain Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold
We want to get rid of the militarist not simply because he hurts and kills, but because he is an intolerable thick-voiced blockhead who stands hectoring and blustering in our way of achievement.
Unmatch'd at the bottle, unconquer'd in war, He drank his poor god-ship as deep as the sea; No tide of the Baltic e'er drunker than he.
Down Time's quaint stream
Without an oar
We are enforced to sail
Our Port a secret
Our Perchance a Gale
What Skipper would
Incur the Risk
What Buccaneer would ride
Without a surety from the Wind
Or schedule of the Tide
The hurrier I go, the behinder I get. - Anonymous
The only difference between a pirate and a privateer is a flag,
The sea slapped ominously, confessing its strategic impartiality. The sea is an international sea, and the sky a universal sky. Often we forget that. Often we think that what is verging upon us is ours alone. We forget that there are other sides entirely.
Spy
Though at the moment I am a prisoner, my spirit remains free. While everyone is fighting a never-ending battle to see who will survive amid so much bloodshed, I don't need to fight anymore, only wait for people I've never met to decide who I am.
Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can't tell what's real anymore, and what's made up.
She was a wind on the ocean. She moved men, but the helm determined the port.
This is all-out, give-no-mercy warfare. The survival of civilization is at stake. What do we do now? All eyes turned toward Meina Gladstone.
What boots it at one gate to make defence, And at another to let in the foe?
He hurried back. Walls seemed to shift and advance. Right here, it must be. Wasn't this passage too short? No, it wasn't a wall that blocked his way, only fog. The fog retreated before him - then at once yielded up a wall. Staggering crimson letters caught in the web of graffiti spelled KILLER.
One may come armoured, Invinsible. His will immobile meets the mobile hour. The world blows cannot bend this Victor Head. Calm and sure are his steps in the growing night. The goal recedes, he hurries not his pace. He asks from no help from the inferior Gods. His eyes are fixed on the immutable aim.
Talisman, Talisman, show me your secrets,
Helmsman, Helmsman, turn me for home.
The anarch wages his own wars, even when marching in rank and file
Sidewinder. I didn't even bother pretending
antagonist having one hand strapped behind his back and the other
I'm Raine Benares, seeker and ... " I looked up at Vegard.
"What else are people calling me now?"
The big Guardian chuckled and shook his head. "A lot of things, ma'am. Some you've heard, most you haven't, but I'm sure you could guess.
That imperial guard which poets and humanists mount in relay around any great memory.
Avoid the politic, the factious fool,
The busy, buzzing, talking harden'd knave;
The quaint smooth rogue that sins against his reason,
Calls saucy loud sedition public zeal,
And mutiny the dictates of his spirit.
I'll be glad to get out on the water again, and gladder still to see Divvytown. I knew it was my home port that first time I saw it.'
'The pirate town? Sa save us all. Does someone wait for you, dearie?' Ophelia asked.
Jek laughed aloud. 'They all wait for me. They just don't know it yet.
The objector and the rebel who raises his voice against what he believes to be the injustice of the present and the wrongs of the past is the one who hunches the world along.
If the enemy is the invading party, we can cut his line of communications and occupy the roads by which he will have to return; if we are the invaders, we may direct our attack against the sovereign himself.
I am Poseidon, EARTH SHAKER, RULER OF THE BOUNDLESS SEA, CREATOR OF STORMS, SWALLOWER OF SHIPS
The enemy gate is down.
This is Wedge Antilles of the New Republic. I am trapped on the Star Destroyer Vigilance in the space above Akiva, and I am in -
Laying aside also all considerations of works and engines of war, the invention of which has long since reached its limit, and for the improvement of which I see no further hope in the applied arts, I shall recognize the following types of stratagems connected with siege operations ...
heavy demolition unit.
Pusillanimous. Talisman.
The sea does not belong to despots. Upon its surface men can still exercise unjust laws, fight, tear one another to pieces, and be carried away with terrestrial horrors. But at thirty feet below its level, their reign ceases, their influence is quenched, and their power disappears.
A criminal who, having renounced reason ... hath, by the unjust violence and slaughter he hath committed upon one, declared war against all mankind, and therefore may be destroyed as a lion or tiger, one of those wild savage beasts with whom men can have no society nor security.
I am like a mariner born and bred on board a buccaneer brig whose soul has become so inured to storm and strife that if cast ashore he would weary and languish no matter how alluring the shady groves and how bright the gentle sun.
Barrayar is bred in my bones. I cannot shake it, no matter how far I travel. This struggle, God knows, has no honor in it. But exile, for no other motive than ease - that would be to give up all hope of honor. The last defeat, with no seed of future victory in it.
Silverstream: You idiot!!! What are you doing in my territory???
Graystripe: ... Drowning?
Silverstream: Can't you do that in your own territory?
Graystripe: Ah, but who would rescue me there?
Droid Gotra, a lethal band of repurposed battle droids with what some considered legitimate grievances against the Empire for having been abandoned after their service during the Clone Wars.
A smuggler must know the tides and when to seize them.
A captain who does not know where he wants to sail, there is no wind on Earth that will bring him there.
I'm a hacker!" Cadel protested. "I don't poison people! I don't blow them up!
Alien - an American sovereign in his probationary state.
Rank, rump-fed harpy.
He was a fiddler, and consequently a rogue.
Where are we?" Nick shouted.
"I don't know, you're the nautical one. I just piloted the boat out of the harbor."
"Pirated! You pirated it out of the harbor!"
"Semantics.
hydra of revolution,
The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head.
Who was it?" Jared asked. "I'll kill them."
"You are not inspiring me with a desire to give you a name, Captain Murderface of the good ship Unbalanced
What contemptible scoundrel stole the cork from my lunch?
The Lord of Rags and Tatters.
His name is Legion. He is the king of nowhere.
Let our enemies come. They have a reckoning waiting at the end of my blade- and my siren's vengeance to deal with. Let our enemies come, and I will kill them all. So long as you're at my side, I have something to fight for.
He's that guy: the lawless, solitary, hurricane-hearted one who wreaks havoc, blowing through towns, through girls, through his own tragic misunderstood life.