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This was a stupendously bad idea." William
"No bitching, Mr. Death I tried to get you to leave." Devyl
"Deeth! And I regret me decision, Captain. Seriously. Should have done it when you told me to."William
Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.
I swear Dev your cock is going to be the death of us all.'
Dev just sat back and smiled unrepentantly. 'I beg to differ. My cock is like a finely tuned homing device. He led me straight to the person I needed to see. His judgement is infallible ...
D'Arvit!' swore the Doctor aloud.
Deveels are some of the meanest characters you'd ever not want to tangle with. They're some of the most feared and respected characters in the dimensions."
"Are they warriors? Mercenaries?"
Aahz shook his head.
"Worse!" he answered. "They're merchants.
Fuck-a-doodle-do.-- Jay Stringer
I'm Dee Black. I'm the sister of the douchebag known as Daemon." She smiled brightly. "But you probably already know that."
"That's he's a douchebag or that he's your brother?" Archer asked innocently. "The answer is yes to both.
What did the letter O say to Q? Dude, your dikk is hanging out.
Where are Haldad my father, and Haldad my brother? If the king of Doriath fears a friendship between Haleth and those who have devoured her kin, then the ways of the Eldar are strange to Men.
I totally carpe-d the snot out of this diem!
Blayne turned her head to look at Gwen, but caught sight of Dee-Ann standing behind them.
"Ahh! Where the hell did you come from?"
"Momma says from the love she shares with my daddy," Dee calmly replied.
Dee and his contemporaries quested for nothing less than Total Knowledge - and all sciences were thought to be reflections of, and ways to ascend back to, the mind of God.
Drest had made a careful study of the Discordian philosophy and realized it was the kind of outlandish nonsense that would appeal to the kind of people who made all the trouble in history-brilliant, intellectual, slightly deranged dope fiends and oddball math-and-technology buffs.
Let's carpe the hell out of this diem.
Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a dweam.
Um, Sparrow ... did I really hear you say dagnabbit?
Hey, ... my name is DeYtH Banger, (So far thanks for reading this it's pretty interesting coversation... isn't it?).
Virtue which shuns, the day.
Draiocht.
It's the Gaelic word for magic That is what you are, Ella Mae. You are Other. You are magical.
So what's your favorite Synism? (Kiara)
Duwad. (Nykyrian)
Which means? (Kiara)
You're not old enough for me to answer that. Hell, I'm not even old enough to say it. (Nykyrian)
Words is but wind but dunts is the devil
He'd met Dee briefly and didn't like him; he was one of those arrogant European immortals who thought they were better than anyone else, just because they were older than the United States.
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.
You got me in de go-long.
I'm putting you in Dink Meeker's toon. From now on, as far as you're concerned, Dink Meeker is God."
"Then who are you?"
"The personnel officer who hired God.
A deist is an atheist with an eye cocked for the off-chance of some advantage.
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.
Deets slapped his leg and laughed, the thought was so funny. When the rest of the outfit finally wondered down from the house they found the two of them grinning back and forth at one another.
"Look at 'em," Augustus said. "You'd think they just discovered teeth.
Abash'd the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, ...
the demons of to day are the gods od yesterday.
Dee penned my name into the lyrics of her first single, "Open Road Summer.
I wanna DeYtH Banger in my hands... he to die!
'Drekitude' is the lowest point in the lowest ebb. It could be your look. It could be your shoes. It could be that you're standing wrong. 'Drek' is a total, total, total hot mess.
What are you doing, Dave?
A man said to a Dervish: "Why do I not see you more often?" The Dervish replied, "Because the words 'Why have you not been to see me?' are sweeter to my ear than the words 'Why have you come again?
In a couple of weeks I'd be starting a new school, and I knew Dee would be surrounded by friends -friends that Daemon probably approved of, which wasn't me, because he obviously thought I was a crack dealer.
The word "dis-aster," in fact, means "bad star."
Do diddle di do, Poor Jim Jay Got stuck fast In Yesterday.
Pryde will have a fall;For pryde goeth before and shame commeth after.
Hee hath not liv'd, that lives not after death.
A dehoy who was terribly hobble,
Cast only stones that were cobble
And bats that were ding,
From a shot that was sling,
But never hit inks that were bobble.
Dw i'n dy garu di am byth," he said. "I love you. Always.
De object wuz tuh git dere. So Ah got up on de high stool lak she told me, but Pheoby, Ah done nearly languished tuh death up dere.
He that riseth first, is first drest.
Death when to death a death by death hath given
Then shall be op't the long shut gates of heaven.
[Mors, mortis morti mortem nisi morte dedisset (dedisses).]
We do, doodley do, doodley do, doodely do,
What we must, muddily must, muddily must, muddily must;
Muddily do, muddily do, muddily do,muddily do,
Until we bust, bodily bust, bodily bust, bodily bust.
Subhan'Allah. It is in the process of 'losing' that we are given.
Dig -- the mostly uncouth -- language of grace.
Daniel in the den; a champion in the den
The rare derpicus man is know to live near the himalayas, in a cave made purely of dead weevils. His native tounge is unknown, but what I've translated contains a grat amount of the words, "pootis, derp, poop, and nnnnyyyyaaaaannnn!
I wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd? - DONNE
Drizzt had always suspected it, but now it was confirmed, that "welcome" was his favortie word in the Common Tongue, and a word, he understood with no equivalent in the language of the drow.
Darn it to heck, thinks Charmaine.
Don't profane yourself, or the Biodag Dubh.
Oh, Mary Ann. Me and the Beedak Doo are just fine.
Tanith: have you called the police?
fergus: they, uh, they said theyd call by this afternoon.
tanith: tell them not to bother ... im his doctor.
beryl: what kind of doctor dresses in brown leather?
tanith: the kind that looks good init
Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a dweam. The dweam of wuv wapped wiffin the gweater dweam of everwasting west. Eternity is our fwiend, wemember that, and wuv wiw fowwow you fowever.
Lady Dedlock is always the same exhausted deity, surrounded by worshippers, and terribly liable to be bored to death, even while presiding at her own shrine.
Dinna fash yourself, Sassenach. Ye canna say more than ye know, but tell me it all, just once more.
You're special, Deirdre, and don't ever think otherwise.
This day was yesterday to-morrow nam'd: To-morrow shall be yesterday proclaimed: To-morrow not yet come, not far away, What shall to-morrow then be call'd? To-day.
Busy days galore ... thoughts in a kaleidoscope of dervish dances.
a Nean derthal with a badge.
Well, well, well," said Aitch Dee, his arms folded across his chest.
"Well, well, well, well," replied Pavel, not to be out welled.
I bet it's the eleventh Commandment," murmured the priest, eyes down. "What would the eleventh Commandment be?" asked Doone, scowling. "Why not: 'THOU SHALT SHUT UP AND LISTEN'" said the priest. "Ssh.
DEINOTHERIUM, n. An extinct pachyderm that flourished when the Pterodactyl was in fashion. The latter was a native of Ireland, its name being pronounced Terry Dactyl or Peter O'Dactyl, as the man pronouncing it may chance to have heard it spoken or seen it printed.
(Those women whom the distaff
no longer claims
nor spun cloth)
driven made,
mad,
mad
by Bacchus.
The world is the body and Delhi its life.
derision. (Psalm
I luv the ded, this old baster sez to me when I wiz tryin to get some innfurmashin out ov him. You fukin old pervirt I sez, gettin a bit fed up by this time enyway, an slit his throate; ah asks you whare the fukin Sleeping Byootie woz, no whit kind of humpin you lyke.
Dream, dream, for this is also sooth.
Tweedle dee and tweedle dum
diabolic perseverance
Bhuta ia, dewa ia. (Bali expression meaning Man is a demon, man is a god.)
Dill if you don't hush I'll knock you bowlegged.
That darkest of syllables, death.
Don't you mean, witch?
Dacians consider Trehan the kingdom's sword, Viktor its wrath, Stelian its sentinel, and Lothaire its cunning. Our people see Mina and me as the beating heart of Dacia.
A plague rides on the air here. The smell of rot! This is Doal's realm. Can't you feel it? The keep is doomed, don't you see? No, I will not pass through this gate. There is a disease in there I will not touch.
DTH, as in direct to home?" she asked the question i had prepared my answer for.
"No DTH here is direct to heart," i said, hoping she would laugh this time.
Stubborn, loyal, utterly driven to accomplish your mission." "Basically, you're both crazy heroes." "And everybody thinks you're both hot," says Dee. I scoff. "Now I know you're full of it.
Dermot, who I would never sleep with, not in a million years. Not even if we were characters in Game of Thrones.
Akthent on thee latht thyllable.
Och, Sarah, how shall I call augh' beautiful again unless it be the sight of you?
I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life. Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib
not Dauntless; I'm Divergent.
Carpe Diem. The words are etched in the metal pendant. Tomorrow isn't a guarantee. Nothing is promised. So today? Seize the Day.
That's how Naz lives his life.
That's how I want to live it with him.
Is that a threat?" One of the Codds pushed to his feet. A big man, but pop-eyed and wide of mouth, with dead white flesh. He looked as if his father had sired him on a fish, but he still wore a longsword. "Dagon Codd yields to no man.
I may be daft but I'm no' stupid!
Here sleeps Saon, of Acanthus, son of Dicon, a holy sleep: say not that the good die.
Saint Delphi my ass.
And men my prophet wail deride!
Time to carpe the hell out of this diem." Less
I dinna normally answer the door."
"Ah," Strath said, offering a charming smile as he whipped off his hat. "You are doing a fine job thus far. Well done, Mrs. Pitcairn."
She eyed Strath the way a cat might eye a snake. "It dinna take much in the way o'talent.
As the fertilest ground, must be manured, so must the highest flying wit have a Daedalus to guide him.
When before the beauty of a sunset or a mountain, you pause and exclaim, 'Ah,' you are participating in divinity.
I reck'n I knows sense when I sees it; en dey ain' no sense in sich doin's as dat.
A Discordian is someone who sees windmills and thinks they might be giants
We call upon a God so great, amidst a very sacred date, to bless us with a mighty feast of wine and bread and beast. To Dagda of the Irish Isle, God of Earth with charming smile, we gently do invoke thy power; be with us on the witching hour.
Why would you risk treason for a mud fight?"
"You have no idea how much I'd risk for an honest-to-God mud fight between two hot women," says Dee.
By God," quod he, "for pleynly, at a word,
Thy drasty rymyng is nat worth a toord!