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The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Though Nathalie Dupree did not remember much about my presence in her class, it marked me forever. I remain her enthusiast, her evangelist, her acolyte, and her grateful student. She taught me that cooking and storytelling make the most delightful coconspirators.
Apelles used to paint a good housewife on a snail, to import that she home-keeping.
Prefects. I had learned this one. Student council types, but with superpowers. They who must be obeyed.
The word 'carer' makes me think of someone with a nylon overall and a long list of 'clients' to wash before she finishes her shift. A companion was something unique. A kind of live-in friend.
Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.
The Handmaiden of the Sciences.
Wow, what a cucumber. (Cool, I mean)
There was a man called Chaumette, scruffy and sharp-featured. He hated the aristocrats and he also hated prostitutes, and the two things used to get quite confused in his mind.
The coyest maids make the fondest wives.
Every day-care center, whether it knows it or not, is a school. The choice is never between custodial care and education. The choice is between unplanned and planned education, between conscious and unconscious education, between bad education and good education.
Princes of courtesy, merciful, proud and strong.
I'd like to see someone try to make Cush Jumbo up. It's my real name.
Caballine likes me to be masterful. She calls me her stallion.
suburban-cocooned ass
an unlovely gaggle of contrary old codgers".
What is the soup kitchen?
Prisoner of War guard companies, or an equivalent organization, should be as far forward as possible in action to take over prisoners of war, because troops heated with battle are not safe custodians. Any attempt to rob or loot prisoners of war by escorts must be dealt strictly with.
Scythe Curie seemed a mix of many emotions, but she folded them all away, like clothes that no longer fit, and closed the drawer. Citra expected she never spoke of this to anyone else, and would probably never speak of it again.
medi-techs. She wanted a
father dochder/dochdern
You send your child to the schoolmaster, but 'tis the schoolboys who educate him. You send him to the Latin class, but much of histuition comes, on his way to school, from the shop- windows.
appliancization.
Duhhhhhhh, tanks, Buttercup.
What makes you a chaffinch?
What is a committee? A group of the unwilling, picked from the unfit, to do the unnecessary
Who is to guard the guards themselves?
But who guards the guardians?
Paddles and floggers and whips, oh my! - Location 3816
Foie gras and caviar tureens. About
Mortui vivis docent - the dead teach the living.
Carnatur, eh? What are they man-eating daisies?
Nincompoops. (Quincy,
You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate
As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize
As the dead carcasses of unburied men
That do corrupt my air, I banish you;
And here remain with your uncertainty!
Prickomo fucking cocksca. That bastard old arsehole-fucker.
There can be no stewardship without stewards.
The Chollerick drinkes, the Melancholick eats, the Flegmatick sleepes.
Custine described them as 'automata inconvenienced with a soul': a description true, perhaps, of all bureaucrats fearful for their jobs but truest of all where power is both arbitrary and completely centralised, as it was in Russia.
Con-tu-ber-nal(noun). One who occupies
the same tent; a tent-fellow, comrade.
The thought of Percy Prewitt as my contubernal causes me to break out in hives.
-From the personal dictionary of
Caroline Trent
lush and flagitious mistresses. It
Cavil you may, but never criticise.
Whosoever says truffle, utters a grand word, which awakens erotic and gastronomic ideas ...
Cats, so strong and gentle, the pride of the household ...
A cad of the lowest order with a soul as black as his fingernails.
Sleep, nurse of our life, care's best reposer.
I look after people.
Luxury, that alluring pest with fair forehead, which, yielding always to the will of the body, throws a deadening influence over the senses, and weakens the limbs more than the drugs of Circe's cup.
Smooth words in place of gifts.
[Lat., Dicta docta pro datis.]
explicit communiqu
I'm the C.E.O., n<>ong>oong>minated by the shareh<>ong>oong>lders. If they're n<>ong>oong>t happy, I have t<>ong>oong> take the c<>ong>oong>nsequences.
Those of us who are in this world to educate-to care for-young children have a special calling: a calling that has very little to do with the collection of expensive possessions but has a lot to do with worth inside of heads and hearts.
What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
Let slip the dogs of champions.
People aren't tidy creations to be stacked neatly in the Tupperware or poured in premeasured quantities from a box into the Cuisinart with no spills; everybody alive is a lost and disastrous mess.
Custard is controversial: what makes it a custard, how best to cook it and, crucially, is it to be eaten or put in a pie and thrown?
What is a throne? A chair; ornamented but a poisonous chair!
These bad boys're what we call Runnie-undies. Keep you, um, nice and comfy."
"Nice and comfy?"
"Yeah, ya know. Your-"
"Yeah, got it." Thomas took the underwear and other stuff.
Room service. You like me fluff pillow?
Tis not her coldness, father, That chills my labouring breast; It's that confounded cucumber I've ate and can't digest.
Hawk, For the shoes. You need to find a replacement for my shifts. Gwen
CLUN (n.) A leg which has gone to sleep and has to be hauled around after you.
My husband is a general's chauffeur somewhere in France.
Yama servants known as Shravan and Shravani.
subway escalators;
The housekeeper, Mrs Craik, came
great-grandmother's
An elite confederacy of nerds. My peeps
In the School of Coquettes Madam Rose is a scholar,-O, they fish with all nets In the School of Coquettes! When her brooch she forgets 'Tis to show her new collar; In the School of Coquettes Madam Rose is a scholar!
Clerres is the heart of the world, and the heartbeat of the world must always be steady.
sausages. Behind
There was a time when caddies couldn't wear shorts.
Mouth cat's-cradled with filaments of gleaming cheese.
The coquette has companions, indeed, but no lovers,
for love is respectful and timorous; and where among her followers will she find a husband?
Wainwright's Fruit Emporium. Mr Wainwright is not able to take calls at this time since he is not right in the head and thinks he is a cucumber. Thank you for calling.
people, the kind of man who
By wine eating cares are put to flight.
[Lat., Vino diffugiunt mordaces curae.]
Keeping all things in their places. Everybody was dressed for a Fancy Ball that was never to leave off. From the Palace of the Tuileries, through Monseigneur and the whole Court, through the Chambers, the Tribunals of Justice, and all society (except the scarecrows),
I'm Caspar Vega, bitch.
The United Metropolitan Improved Hot Muffin and Crumpet Baking and Punctual Delivery Company.
Up and down the lanes, the last unevacuated townspeople wake, groan, sigh. Spinsters, prostitutes, men over sixty. Procrastinators, collaborators, disbelievers, drunks. Nuns of every order. The poor. The stubborn. The blind.
The abuse of cabmen in a block.
Those who write are writers. Those who wait are waiters.
Gladys.. work has kept you fit
And Bill.. you never moan
Well life's not for carrying cases
With a butler of your own
nannygoat walking surefooted, dropping currants.
Papa Ubu: Captain Bordure, I've decided to make you Duke of Lithuania.
Respectable Professors of the Dismal Science.
Custard began jumping up on me, like he had springs in his tiny legs.
Fathers - dressed
If you're a caretaker, who are you when there's no one else to take care of?
Fetches cups of caf.
grandmothers. Elephants
WHORES.
Necessary in the nineteenth century for the contraction of syphilis, without which no one could claim genius.
Sneaks, spies, defenders, heroes, masterminds, tenacious bastards - it doesn't matter what you call us. We're the ones who will do whatever it takes to stop those who believe they're entitled to wealth and power at the expense of others."
"The family business," Yelena said, smiling.
those ghouls who enter into a macabre dance with pot-bellied netas.
Heaven is a homegrown cucumber
amanuensis. A rapt
for the French clergy,
chooks. You cannot go away and leave