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Caballine likes me to be masterful. She calls me her stallion.
Aelin of the Wildfire. Aelin Fireheart. Aelin Light-Bringer.
Cimil's eyes lit. "The Niccolo DiConti? What an honor!" Niccolo stood a little taller then. "Yes, I seek your assistance." Cimil rolled her eyes. "Well, no duh. You didn't abandon your queen's side, risking her wrath, to see me in my fabulous birthday suit.
When that Aprille with his shoures sote.
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertue engendred is the flour.
Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl:
Venice, that capital city of dream and intrigue, that double city (one above and seemingly solid, one below, wavering and reflected in the waters), which never disappoints ...
So how's the putrid pile of caca doing?
the coast, irregular
Is it Rilla-my-Rilla?
Respect your captor, Caecelia. Learn to love your position, Caecelia. Pledge loyalty to Sparta, Caecelia. All hail Queen Caecelia of Sparta!
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
You're that lady," Leo said. "The one who was named after Caribbean music."
Her eyes glinted murderously. "Caribbean music."
"Yeah. Reggae?" Leo shook his head. "Merengue? Hold on, I'll get it."
He snapped his fingers. "Calypso!
The mongrel tongue of Slaver's Bay, an ugly blend of Old Ghiscari and High Valyrian.
Aral the Jack, formerly the noble Aral Kingslayer, is the best kind of hero.
Though a good cop, Luc Claudel has the patience of a firecracker, the sensitivity of Vlad the Impaler, and a persistent skepticism as to the value of forensic anthropology.
Snappy dresser, though.
Concetta and Domenico Costa, Mariana Pontillo, the Arena family. We live.
To Auriel, I will give the gift of gold.
After the night of long and false captivity, the golden SUN is about to rise, and all this by the power of the Stone, lapis ex caelis; for be sure that as Auriel rises the LION shall fall.
Qui non intelligit aut discat aut taceat.
Look not just at the Roman campagna, the pageantry of Venice, and the proud expression of Charles I astride his horse, but also have a look at the bowl on the sideboard, the dead fish in your kitchen, and the crusty bread loaves in the hall.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
Thus, gentlemen, though an inlander, Steelkilt was wild-ocean born, and wild-ocean nurtured; as much of an audacious mariner as any.
Carquinez Strait
Mantua gave me birth, Calabri snatched me away, now Parthenope holds me; I sang of shepherds, pastures, and heroes. -Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope, cecini pascua, rura, duces
Chess was Capablanca's mother tongue.
Lyra and Caelum: the two replicas with names plucked straight from the stars.
Carisoprodol. Comes in a white tablet like a big-ass vitamin, 350 mg of muscle liquefier for those tense, recovering athletes and furniture movers. Too much, and those relaxed muscles include your diaphragm, then your heart.
Seagulls ... slim yachts of the element.
Jorinda and Jorindel
Much obliged, Serla Mage.
Caenis surveyed the celebrating crowd with naked disgust. Vaelin couldn't hear the word he mouthed but the shape of his lips carried the meaning clearly enough: "Scum.
You are the gull, Jo, strong and wild, fond of the storm and the wind, flying far out to sea, and happy all alone.
CALUMNUS, n. A graduate of the School for Scandal.
Miguel: Merle? What kind of hick name is that? I wouldn't name my dog Merle.
Ruben V is the keeper of the flame of the San Antonio vibe
The purple, formalized, iridescent, gelatinous bladder of a Portuguese man-of-war was floating close beside the boat. It turned on its side and then righted itself. It floated cheerfully as a bubble with its long deadly purple filaments trailing a yard behind in the water.
Hy gododin catann hue Hud a lledrith mal wyddan Gaunce ae bellawn wen cabri Varigal don Fincayra Dravia, dravia Fincayra (Talking trees and walking stones, Giants aare the island's bones. While this land our dance still knows, Varigal crowns Fincayra. Live long, live long Fincayra.
Cheese, Leon! Go get the cheese!
Veni, vidi, vici. (I came, I saw, I conquered.)
Veni, vidi, flevi.
I came. I saw. I cried.
Florence Nightendick
The Caddo Bayou Marina.
Jael returned the lazy smile. "You're not my type."
"Well, you're not anybody's type," said Hazael. "No, wait. I take it back. My sword says she'd like to know you better.
I'm 100% Celt. In fact, I'm directly related to the progenitor of the high kings of Ireland, Niall of the Nine Hostages.
The great bronze gate began to crack,
The sea broke in at every crack,
Pellmell, blueblack.
Little Caesar's Pizza,
Your petal from the salty rose
CA means Chakra of Ambitions. I am a Chartered Accountant.
How do you say 'delicious' in Cuban?
Venice once was dear,
The pleasant place of all festivity,
The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy.
Louis-Cesare. It's good to finally have you in hand.
Coasted up the Adriatic, its shores swimming in an atmosphere of amber, rose, and aquamarine; we lay in wide land-locked harbours, we roamed through ancient and noble cities,
Lord Maccon, being Lord Maccon and good at such things, then changed, right there in the Thames, from dog-paddling wolf to large man treading water. He did so flawlessly, so that his head never went under the water. Professor Lyall suspected him of practicing such maneuvers in the bathtub.
This gentleman is cactus," said Doul.
Roberto Donna is a great Italian chef.
Velveeta: you can eat it - or wax your car with it!
Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm
Quintilius Varus, Give me back my legions!
Pusillanimous. Talisman.
And how exactly did you come by that murderous little item?
Ringil reached up and touched the pommel of the Ravensfriend, where it rose at his shoulder. 'It was forged for me at An-Monal by Grashgal the Wanderer.'
Yes - actually I was talking to the sword.
My name is CHL. That's Charles Haas Layfield.
Vertue flies from the heart of a Mercenary man.
Tortall and the Queens Riders!
I like fish; no fish business for me.
Tuball's say. Enzo's Lemorine pet.
crocogator." She
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Poor Capablanca! Thou wert a brilliant technician, but no philosopher. Thou wert not capable of believing that in chess, another style could be victorious than the absolutely correct one.
Florence - the city of tranquillity made manifest ...
Opera?" Trelon asked tiredly, "What the hell is opera?" "I'll tell you what it is! It is the screeching of the death birds, that what it is!
Capturing Cara (Dragon Lords of Valdier, #2)
E canchis amnia.
Everything from shells.
Prince Achilles! Aristos Achaion! As
Raylan got ready.
Siva, O Siva, carry my boat to the other shore!
sand-bar, sorrowful
coltish-looking,
Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandaled feet.
History and legend and art and romance meet and mingle to create that indefinable sorcery of Venice. It is like nothing on earth except a poet's dream ...
Ivan Lendl is a robot, a solitary, mechanical man who lives with his dogs behind towering walls at his estate in Connecticut. A man who so badly wants to have a more human image that he's having surgery to remove the bolts from his neck.
Bellator silvae servi. Warrior of the forest, I, the alpha, call on thee to serve in this time of need.
What's a fracking Cylon?
Clay Blaisdell Western
[Corneille] was inspired by Roman authors and Roman spirit, Racine with delicacy by the polished court of Louis XIV.
Q: Why do seagulls live near the sea? A: Because if they lived near the bay, they'd be called bagels.
He finally resolved to call the horse Rocinante.
Some mechanism in my sub-consciousness took the dominant characteristics of various prize-fighters, gunmen, bootleggers, oil field bullies, gamblers, and honest workmen I had come in contact with, and combining them all, produced the amalgamation I call Conan the Cimmerian.
Hortense. We broke
Spain: A whale stranded upon the coast of Europe.
Twelve men in Forelli gold galloped past in pursuit, so fast I barely caught a glimpse. I edged out, torn between crying out to them and hesitating to interfere in a chase. But as I stepped forward, I knew that the man at the front was Marcello.
The genteel is a mighty catafalque of service-with-a-smile and flattering solicitude smothering every spontaneous movement of thought or feeling.
In the V-shaped opening of her crape bodice Mlle. Vinteuil felt the sting of her friend's sudden kiss; ...
Alpha of the Vltava Pack. Been around since the Middle fucking Ages. Apparently a baker-of all the sodding things for a fearsome Alpha to be. We are glad we don't have to tell people our Alpha is a motherehumping baker.
cudgel! That's worth thy trouble,
There are two Venices I know about and one of them is a hotel in Vegas. The other is an L.A. beach where pretty girls walk their dogs while wearing as little as possible and mutant slabs of tanned, posthuman beef sip iced steroid lattes and pump iron until their pecs are the size of Volkswagens.
Previously, when I began to write this tale, I set out by saying that Mlle. Claude was a whore. She is a whore, of course, and I'm not trying to deny it, but what I say now is
if Mlle. Claude is a whore then what name shall I find for the other women I know?
stomata. The guard
Voluit!
Petra Hermans
25 September 2016
I threw out all those Latin words - the ones that end in 'ion' - the ones that never quite describe you ...
Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go.
Kalevala, whereas
Visigothic kings
Don Juan speaks of the island of the tonal as something that's in the middle of the ocean ... the nagual.