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Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi
Edie was a gorgeous, avant-garde girl back in the day when that could be a full-time occupation, but in marriage she slowly became less wild. To Manny's great disappointment, though, her domestic skills didn't rise to the fore as her sexual and artistic ones receded.
My mind struggled to formulate a coherent though, any thought. I opened my mouth. "Your pajamas have Eeyore on them."
"I like Eeyore. He's sensible. A sober outlook on life never hurt anyone.
Hello, Edward. I've been waiting for you.
The girl was beautiful, her skin like fresh cream and her long hair so dark it seemed to suck the color out of everything it surrounded. She was small. French women all seemed to be small-boned bird creatures, delicate in a way Eby could never be.
Il faut e pater le bourgeois. One must astound the bourgeois.
Albert tin. Why're
Lessee ... he'd gone off after the funeral and gotten drunk. No, not drunk, another word, ended with "er." Drunker. that was it.
Eh! Je suis leur chef, il fallait bien les suivre. (Ah well! I am their leader, I really ought to follow them.)
I don't know what you mean, but I know that you mean it.
(attrib: 'Edward', Appendix 2)
Jerome. May I see you in my cabin? Just for a few minutes?"
"A few minutes?" Jerome grinned. "Tsk, Ezri, when did you become such a pessimist?"
"Now," she said, wiping the smile from his face. Chagrined, he helped her to her feet.
(Claude and Marcel LeFever were speaking in French. This simultaneous English translation is being beamed to the reader via literary satellite.)
I'm playing like Eric Dampier.
My name's Elai, Ellai's daughter, line of the first Cloud, the first Elly; of Pia, line of the first Jin when they made the world. And you're on my land.
Soft and faire goes farre.
Et itah se au ma! It is as you wish!
Erak. The one they call the Oberjarl," the Arridi answered him.
Impulsively, Axl took a pace forward, raising his ax threateningly.
You'll have to go through the rest of us to take him!" he shouted defiantly.
Well done, Axl," he said. "You've just told them I'm here.
Massoud is dead, but not the hope ! (Massoud est mort, - Mais pas l'espoir !)
Ah! Seigneur! donnez-moi la force et le courage De contempler mon coeur et mon corps sans de go u t. Lord! give me the strength and the courage To see my heart and my body without disgust.
One is too taken up with all that one sees and hears in Paris, however strong one is, and what I do here [in Etretat] will at least have the merit of being unlike anyone else, at least I believe so, because it will simply be the expression of what I, and only I, have felt.
Oh, curse you, Miniature Emilie, you petite seductress
Remember, "I" before "E", except in Budweiser.
You are the eternal France, I love you.
Esperanza, that you,
Please tell me your master isn't Aeolus."
"That airhead?" Favonius snorted. "No, of course not."
"He means Eros." Nico's voice turned edgy. "Cupid, in Latin."
Favonius smiled. "Very good, Nico di Angelo. I'm glad to see you again, by the way. It's been a long time.
You're my life, Eris. You're all that I want. I live for you.
He has 'le coeur comme un artichaud'. Eddy fumbled for her high school French. 'A heart like an artichoke?' 'Oui. He has a leaf for everyone, but makes a meal for no one.
Gathering wool, are we? (Ewan)
Nay, merely practicing irritating you, and by the looks of your face, I'd say I'm doing a rather remarkable job of it. My mother always says that any effort worth pursuing is worth pursuing well. (Nora)
-sounds like the /ee/ sound in the English
Un homme qui lit, ou qui pense, ou qui calcule, appartient a' l'espe' ce et non au sexe; dans ses meilleurs moments, il e chappe me me a' l'humain. A person who reads or thinks or calculates, belongs to a kind and not to a gender; in his or her best moments, he or she escapes being human.
E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.
Hey, Ernessa, where the fuck are you?
I'm not interested in doing something edgy with a capital E just so everyone knows, 'Oh, OK, now he's showing us he can do edgy.'
Everyone just calls me Emby."
"Is that your choice, or theirs?" asks the Admiral.
"Well ... theirs, mostly-but I got used to it."
"Never let anyone else name you," says the Admiral.
To err his human, to stroll is Parisian.
Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne.
[On Werner Erhard, founder of est:] If I wanted a new belief system, I'd choose to believe in God - He's been in business longer than Werner, and He has better music.
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.
Anne Shirley. Anne with an e.
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Vere blinked. And blinked. And blinked. And blinked.
OMG. Try to speak. Try.
You have forced your way into my Hua, Eona. Change me. First, by your power- then, just by who you are.
Elaine Equi has been publishing her observant, often playful poetry for some 30 years, extending and deepening the range of her intrinsically wry voice.
Eriskigal, or as some say it, Erishkigal, is Morgan le Fay, Kali, Persephone, and Hel.'
'She's Hel all right,' Jarrah muttered.
Hello, Hazel Levesque.
Shew me a lyer, and I'le shew thee a theefe.
Except I didn't say effEff-- Patrick Ness
You ever wondered what it's like to be me?
I always wondered what it's like to be you.
Quick, lets change clothes
before someone else knows.
So what's your name? "
E.J.B.
Hell, I don't know if he speaks French.
Ezri, if you need to hit me, then by the gods hit me. If that's what you need, I won't fight you for a second. Not ever. Just ... tell me what you want.
Boy, those French! They have a different word for everything.
But if you call me Anne, please call me Anne with an 'e'.
I am not as eloquent as Stephane Dion.
It's my cologne. Eau de Recent Injury." (Jace)
Fine words dresse ill deedes.
EGAD was a coffeehouse, built for the kids of Harrisonville by a middle-aged Jesus Freak. Its letters meant "Everybody Give A Damn!
Eric, this is Isaac. A dear, dear friend."
Isaac looked none too happy to be called her friend. Eric extended his hand. "I'm Eric, Rebekah's very possessive boyfriend."
Isaac's eyes widened.
"And lover," Eric added. "We get it on constantly.
What does he stand for?
The eidolons started pounding on the door.
'Who is it?' Leo called.
'Valdez!'
'Valdez who?
You make it sound as if I hit her. I did nothing to Edie!'
'Oh? You did nothing? The woman I found in your wake, stripped of all self-repsect, convinced that she was a failure as a mother and a lover: that wasn't your work? Because I think it was!
The French cook; we open tins.
Silly Poet. Haven't you wondered where Sevro is?
Horses are the brand value of 'Wertheimer Freres.'
Bright star of Eanna, forgive me the manner of this, but you are the harbor of my soul's journeying.
Beh oui. Better sticky than burned.
Let me help. Rhymes with I love you, right?
Erlender thought about Marion Briem and their shared story, which was now at an end. He felt a sense of loss and regret ... He thought about their relationship, the experiences they had shared,the story that was part of him, that he could not and would not have done without. It was him.
Suen Le! (it means, "Let it be.
I read French much better than I speak.
An old black ram is tupping your white ewe
The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk, Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk, Is always happy, reign whoever may, And laughs the sense of mis'ry far away.
prestidigitator,
He took down a heavy brown volume from his shelves. Eglow, Eglonitz - here we are, Egria. It
I am the most un-French Frenchman you will ever meet.
Eliakim, Eliakim the father of Azor,
WHAT A CONCUBINE SHOULD NEVER SAY:
In your case, ED is not a man's name.
Here is your future ruler, King Evardo Fifteenth. He is fifteen years of age, has fifteen silver buckles on his jacket and is the fifteenth Evardo to rule the land of Ev. The people shouted their approval fifteen times,
This is Vee Gina.
a Nean derthal with a badge.
Who is wurs shod, than the shoemakers wyfe,With shops full of shoes all hir lyfe?
My name. I have a name, and it's not Red Dragon. I am more than just the priestess's dragon. I am
Eilrah, a man who wants you," he growled against her lips.
"But you aren't a man. You only take this form when you feel like it," she replied coolly, turning
her face aside.
As you are aware, E is the most common letter in the English alphabet,
Erchomai, it said.
I am coming.
Be careful, mon bijou.
I would like a cappuccino," says Linus politely. "Thank you."
"Your name?"
"I'll spell it for you," he says. "Z-W-P-A-E-N
"
"What?" She stares at him, Sharpie in hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. Double F-hyphen-T-J-U-S. It's an unusual name, Linus adds gravely. "It's Dutch.
The French verb aimer has two meanings. And that's why he liked her, and loved her. She spoke to him in a language that, no matter how hard you studied it, could not be completely understood.
Fling is feeling without the two e's.
In a notable family called Stein
There were Gertrude, and Ep, and then Ein.
Gert's writing was hazy,
Ep's statues were crazy,
And nobody understood Ein.
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground?
Fortune and love favour the brave.
[Lat., Audentum Forsque Venusque juvant.]
'E's all'ot sand an' ginger when alive, An'e's generally shammin' when'e's dead.
Quod me alit, me extinguit"
'What feeds me, extinguishes me
Watch out for that effelant. They're green and like the taste of Vikings.
Doing some late-night home improvements, my man? ( ... ) For what it's worth, I never had any use for that froufrou French shit, either. - Tegan
Obvious, Elbert.
If poor doomed Olly's a Radio 4 play, what am I?""
"You, Hugo," she kisses my earlobe, "are a sordid, low-budget French film. The sort you'd stumble across on TV at night. You know you'll regret it in the morning, but you keep watching anyway.
Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate clean whit his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss out to her in general and calls, "We miss you, Effie!
Emme, baby, talk to me."
"I want this," I whispered.
And I did. Badly ...
"Good. You got it.
My dad gave me a present once,' Nico said. 'It was a zombie.'
Reyna stared at him. 'What?'
'His name is Jules-Albert. He's French.'
'A ... French zombie?
The Parisian has his amusements as regularly as his meals, the theatre, music, the dance, a walk in the Tuilleries, a refection in the cafe, to which ladies resort as commonly as the other sex. Perpetual business, perpetual labor, is a thing of which he seems to have no idea.