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What does he stand for?
Louers be war and tak gude heid about Quhome that ye lufe, for quhome ye suffer paine. I lat yow wit, thair is richt few thairout Quhome ye may traist to haue trew lufe agane.
My hope has a small h.
Chamfron. Crimson silk draped his hindquarters,
death poem of Hyakka,
Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself
Upon thy wicked dam
Lha Gyal Lo! (Victory to the gods)
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.
A warrior! 'Tis a warrior!" Hharm's heart beat hard, his triumph thundering in his ears. "My son shall carry forth my name! He shall be known as Hharm as I was before he!" The
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
A ghra. A amhain. My love. My only.
From a chollerick man withdraw a little; from him that saies nothing, for ever.
[From a choleric man withdraw a little; from him that says nothing, for ever.]
You're a Dhampir," I breathed.
"So are you." he teased.
"Yeah, but I just thought - "
"That I was human? Because of the bite marks?"
"Yeah." I admitted, No point in lying.
"We all have to survive," he said "And dhamphirs are good at figuring ways out to.
As long as they were talking, it was easy. And Levi was always talking.
He told her about 4-H.
"What do the H's stand for?"
"Head, heart, hands, health. They don't have 4-H in South Omaha?"
"They do, but it stands for hard, hip-hop, and Homey-don't-play-that.
Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
Kahlan guide me. Kahlan teach me. Kahlan protect me. In your light I thrive. In your mercy I am sheltered. In your wisdom I am humbled. I live only to love you. My life is yours.
Lord of himself; that heritage of woe!
I'm an Igor, thur. We don't athk quethtionth."
"Really? Why not?"
"I don't know, thur. I didn't athk.
Besyn larveth'is!
Danzhol. The one with the marriage proposal and the objections to the town charter in central Monsea. "Bacon," Bitterblue muttered. "Bacon!" she repeated, then carefully made her way up the spiral stairs.
Friendth, Romanth, countrymen, lend me your earsth.
Handel, to him I bow the knee.
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.
Cwn Annwn," I said. "I think I'm finally pronouncing that right. Welsh. So many letters. So few vowels.
Thiel, tall, troubled, bewildered
Hei! Aa-shanta 'nygh! You are off! Send back earth's gods to their haunts on unknown Kadath, and pray to all space that you may never meet me in my thousand other forms. Farewell, Randolph Carter, and beware; for I am Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos.
Rhage cleared his throat. My lord and ruler, Wrath, son of Wrath, blooded father of Wrath, I present you with Throe, Piece of Shit.
Let the galled jade wince' -
A crier of green sauce.
Keelhaul the poets in the vestry chairs.
Tahtahta-ha-ha' clattered the wheels. A lamp outside the window nodded to him. Another. A third. The lamps ceased to wink. Night without winking clung to the windows.
("Adam")
Habiba. It's an old word that means dear friend.
one of Chloe's models 'as gone down wif leprosy . . ."
"Wait," interrupted Niall. "Leprosy?"
"That's what Chlo said. That fing wif your throat where you can't talk."
"That's laryngitis.
What do you call the Hrothgar-wrecker when Hrothgar has been wrecked?
Lokeij whistled. "Make the king's warriors vanish if
they come ... what a deceitful turtledove you are."
Aly smiled at the sky. "Oh, don't,"she replied in the
tones of a flirtatious court lady. "Stop, I insist. Your
flattery makes me blush.
Sumer is icumen in,
Lhude sing cucc.
Groweth sed, and bloweth med,
And springth the wude nu,
Sing cuccu!
How do y'all say, 'hoorah' in Angel?
Rude Car.
Siarad Cymraeg?" said Old Shacob.
"He wants to know if you speak Welsh," said the surveyor.
"NO!" yelled the official at the old man before him.
"Tamn it all; his language, man!" shouted Dan. "What you expect in Wales - Chinese, or what?!
You speak so feelingly and so manfully, Charles Darnay
Vietnamese Zen master Thich Nhat Hanh is one of the most beloved Buddhist teachers in the West, a rare combination of mystic, poet, scholar, and activist. His luminous presence and the simple, compassionate clarity of his writings have touched countless lives.
Dihil is the Apache word for Dark. Cameron and
The guy's got a CCI sheet so long it begins with 'Call me Ishmael.
How poor you are, September. You make my heart groan. I know about Homesickness. It begins with H. What will you do?
H is for Hardware store: I'd rather go to the hardware store than the opera. And I like the opera.
My whole life, I've felt I was homesick for somewhere I'd never known.' She told me that in Britain, where she grew up, the Celts called it 'hiraeth' - a longing for home.
Come live, and be merry, and join with me, To sing the sweet chorus of 'Ha ha he!
What is it ye have there, Murtagh?
No surprise you've got dhampirs with you. What happened to that Moroi boy you had in tow last time? The one with the nice cheekbones?"
"Oh, he's over there," I said, flushing slightly. "I, uh, married him."
Inez's pointed eyebrows rose. "Did you now? Well, good for you.
Hoi, hoi u embleer hrair! M'saion ule' hraka vair!
Chretien speaking to Dominic:
'Magda is no ordinary young woman. There is a blood price on her head way beyond that upon any Cathar, indeed way beyond mine. I advise you most strongly to think with your head, not your loins.'
'I am thinking,' Dominic said softly, 'with my heart.
Right words, sometimes they escape me; curses nay so much. Of them I am kin.
What is your name?"
"Again sir, that is no concern of yours."
"A mystery," he said. "I shall have to call you Clorinda."
...
"Judith! What the devil? exclaimed Peregrine. "Has there been an accident?"
"Judith," repeated the gentleman of the curricle pensively. "I prefer Clorinda.
We ought to call ourselves Homo clamorans. Noisemaking man.
I am the scourge of God
Every Sri Lankan, and almost every visitor to Sri Lanka, carries a longing for the place in some small form - hiraeth, the Welsh call it - wherever they go and whatever their background. It binds them however much the war and politics might try to divide them.
Strygalldwir is my name. Conjure with it and I will eat your heart and liver."
"Conjure with it? I can't even pronounce it, and my cirrhosis would give you indigestion.
Let me help. Rhymes with I love you, right?
You fucked my wife,' said David, the words coming from his mouth before he realised how pathetic they sounded.
'I've fucked a lot of men's wives, David.' Pause. 'But none was in more need than yours.
Avarice, the sphincter of the heart.
Bhagavan - in Tibetan, "One who has destroyed the four Maras,"2 which are death, distraction, pride, and the emotional obscurations. The
Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.
Together, hbeebti." "Always, Archangel.
Dear Habicht, / Such a solemn air of silence has descended between us that I almost feel as if I am committing a sacrilege when I break it now with some inconsequential babble ... / What are you up to, you frozen whale, you smoked, dried, canned piece of soul ... ?
Hannah", the man repeats. "Did you know the name Hannah means hope?
Avaunt, you cullions!
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.
crocogator." She
The Torah is the foundational text for Jewish law, but the Haggadah is our book of living memory. We are not merely telling a story here. We are being called to a radical act of empathy. Here we are, embarking on an ancient, perennial attempt to give human lives - our lives - dignity.
Better to reign in hell than serve in heav'n.
Sweet Pocket, you mustn't ask about my life before I came here. What I am now, I have always been, and everything I am is here with you."
"Sweet Thalia," said I. "That is a fiery flagon of dragon toss.
I'm a bit of a 'Throny,' as I think the 'Game of Thrones' fans refer to themselves.
Two Words from Sanskrit, that are Strikingly similar.
CHITA & CHINTA
One Burns the Dead & the other Burns the Living.
Have a STRESS free Life ... . - feelingalive.
Thich Nhat Hanh has the ability to bring forth the state of peace that we each inherently posses merely by his presence in a room-this is divine power.
There's always a prayer, a nighean, even if it's only A Dhia, cuidich mi. Oh, God - help me.
uhhfdbfdngrsdjhgj,hv.kugj,fhmtdneg&vad&gnfcigh-lhklulvzbhkn
Yoh: I'm sorry I can't be with you more.
Haruna: What are you saying, Yoh!! Just looking at your shining profile makes me happy!! Go Yoh!!
Yoh: I didn't say anything!! Really I'm not going to tell you anything anymore.
Haruna: Eh, why!?
Hymies." And "Hymietown.
In the synagogue of my heart ...
I myself jail and the jailed, I go wounded, bite-marked
Hygge" is like a good hug - but without the physical contact.
Ye knowe eek, that in forme of speche is chaunge
With-inne a thousand yeer, and wordes tho
That hadden prys, now wonder nyce and straunge
Us thinketh hem; and yet they spake hem so,
And spedde as wel in love as men now do.
My heart beats her name
Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
Who hastens a glutton choakes him.
Don't keep saying 'huh', Silas. It makes you sound so crotchety." "Well, maybe I am crotchety. And I'll keep saying 'huh' if I want to, Sarah. Huh.
Th blu nyt
th stRs u can't c
th hum tht nevr gOs awy
My name is unpronounceable in your tongue, woman," it said.
"I'll be the judge of that," warned Granny, and added, "Don't call me woman."
"Very well. My name is WxrtHltl-jwlpklz," said the demon smugly.
Conan stared at the hand holding the pendant. The grim god of his Cimmerian northcountry, Crom, Lord of the Mound, gave a man only life and will. What he did with them, or failed to do, was up to him alone. Life and will.
Shema Israel Adonai Ehohenu Adonai Echad.
In the place of the bells, where battle is waged,
The reeds all lie broken in Chalco today.
Dust yellows the air, our houses are smoking,
The sobbing is rising - from the lips of your Chalcans!
Haruna: Rather than Yoh's appearance, I much prefer his character!
Yoh: To me those are fatal words...
Hula is the language of the heart, therefore, the heartbeat of the Hawai'ian people.
Atalanta in Calydon
Rhysand laughed - a lover's laugh, low and soft and intimate. "Is that any way to speak to a High Lord of Prythian?" My
Hank."
"Mmmm."
"I can't get back to sleep."
"You're welcome.
Mairidh mo ghaol gu siorraidh, Ivy Calhoun," he says, and I already know that means "I'll love you forever.
The LORD is q a stronghold for r the oppressed, a stronghold in s times of trouble.
No sheth an sary'
(No herb shall heal like blood on the steel)
That's Right Hunny-B
Whither thou goest...
Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy
Unload their gaudy senseless merchandise.