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The cunning livery of hell.
I'll be contacting Webster tomorrow. My suggestion will be absofuckingmazing.
Running like a bunny with his tail on fire.
For a goalkeeper, there is no hiding place
I'm down for something I haven't done before, but that doesn't include visiting the inside of a jail cell, Fenn Aiden - Aurora
walled fields and low, rambling buildings, presenting
Shortly after his launch into eternity, Bonepenney's room at the inn is rifled by a maiden fair whose name I dare not utter aloud but who now sits demurely before me ...
The bronze rider of Mnementh, Lord F'lar, will require quarters for himself. I, F'nor, brown rider, prefer to be lodged with the wingmen. We are, in number, twelve. F'lar liked that touch of F'nor's, totting up the wing strength, as if Fax were incapable of counting.
It [angling] deserves commendations; ... it is an art worthy the knowledge and practice of a wise man.
Bellport. A podium.
What does the fox say?
Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!
side of Vicki's, with Alfred on the other,
Gilderoy Lockhart
Fie, wrangling queen!
Whom everything becomes, to chide, to laugh,
To weep; whose every passion fully strives
To make itself, in thee, fair and admired!
of all this?" Gilpin
Me! And here in the wild I have you: two halflings, and a host of men at my call, and the Ring of Rings. A pretty stroke of fortune! A chance for Faramir, Captain of Gondor, to show his quality!
It would be wrong to describe Fennel as courageous as it would be wrong to describe a leopard as courageous.It runs when it can but when cornered turns to be one of the dangerous and vicious of all jungle beasts.
The vulture is a patient bird.
James hadley chase.
Land of my sires! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand!
Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.
One Ring. Like stumbling into
I don't remember anybody's name. How do you think the 'dahling' thing got started?
Knight of the Ill-Favored Face.
Holding onto Midge's shirt so he isn't carried off in the wind, we
Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods,
Nettled and stung with pismires[nettles], when I hear
Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe.
I like hoofing you about.
Groop I implore thee," continued the merciless Vogon, "my foonting turlingdromes.
Quite a body count around here today, Fenring mused. And I didn't kill any of them.
Foxhunting ... the unspeakable pursuing the inedible.
It's Fendi. French, Fendi, both start with an F ... I fell in love with it. Smells like grown-man cologne.
The iron ring is worn out by constant use.
[Lat., Ferreus assiduo consumitur anulus usu.]
Hockey is a violent sport that rewards angry men and boys. Ringette is an unsolved feminine mystery.
Feyre Archeron." A labored breath. "I told you - to stay with the High Lord. And you did.
Perry Johansson.
Since moving to Valhalla, I'd learned an impressive number of Old Norse cusswords. Meinfretr translated as something like stinkfart, which was, naturally, the worse kind of fart
ingenue whose career was winding down
By the way, I have a bone to pick with you." Esperetta
"Only one?" Velkan
"At the moment." Esperetta
"Then I can't wait to hear it." Velkan
"'Bram' and 'Stoker'?" Esperetta
"It was fitting, I thought." Velkan
There are times," Leofric grumbled, "when you are an earsling." An earsling was something that had dropped out of a creature's backside and was one of Leofric's favourite insults. We were friends.
Come with me to howling tree?"
"What?"
"Howling tree. It's a place a found. Come on
Julian of Norwich,
throwing the football. But instead
I am choking in the suffocating foul air of the harbor. I want to hoist my sails in the open sea, even though a tempest may be blowing. Furled sails are always dirty. Those who would deride me are so many furled sails. They can do nothing.
pocket. "Tanner," Nathaniel
Aelin of the wildfire.
it the bloody-brinjal-and-bugger-all. Which is
pilaster, probably meant to anchor a
boron - boro
Kerrick the weed.
It is as it is. Betren son of Bromwell Defender of Delmarath
The ferret, hunting,
eyes on the ground,
never hears footsteps
of the hawk
Where are the rough brave Britons to be found With Hearts of Oak, so much of old renowned?
All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn,
Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.
[Brigs of Ayr]
Shore of the lake, at the distance of rather more than a league
Courage and grace is a formidable mixture. The only place to see it is the bullring.
Beck with a determined look in my eye.
Nighttown, because the Pit's inverted, and the bottom of its bowl touches the sky, the sky that Nighttown never sees, sweating under its own firmament of acrylic resin, up where the Lo Teks crouch in the dark like gargoyles,
The whole wood seemed running now, running hard, hunting, chasing, closing in round something or - somebody? In panic, he began to run too, aimlessly, he knew not whither.
Trackers and hunters sworn to deepwood with clan names like Forrester and Woods, branch and bole.
Angleterre Hotel,
It is better to beAn old man's derling than a yong man's werling.
Underworld butt.
Racing down the kingsroad, as if to outrun his doubts.
The smylere with the knyf under the cloke.
You bear a sword and shield, remind me
of her labor, her stoning gaze. What beast
will your blade free next? What call will you loose
from another woman's throat?
Rhine. The river that, somewhere out there, has broken free.
Mustang, but I shouted it anyway, one last desperate and furtive
Narrow lanes climb both slopes and come together in a great ring of elm trees which encircles the flat summit. Any wind
even the slightest
draws from the height of the elms a rushing sound, multifoliate and powerful.
It is to be observed that 'angling' is the name given to fishing by people who can't fish.
Pemberley Woods with some perturbation;
WOKING (vb.) To enter the kitchen with the precise determination to perform something only to forget what it is just before you do it.
Albert tin. Why're
For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?
GILDEROY LOCKHART T
I am writing in one of the Keepers' Lodges to wh I have returned after stalking & where I am waiting for the Prince of Wales. Quite the best day's sport I have had in this country - 4 good stags & home early!
what would you call this haircut?"
arthur.
Another angel has snuck up on me. His wings are golden and his face chiseled, but he looks at me with the cold eyes of a killer. Before I can figure out what to do, snowy wings blot out the angel. It's Raffe. And he has two of his Watchers backing him up.
Fret not, fret not.
A fortress with an arsenal of weapons designed to stave off hungry,
Frentzen is taking, er, reducing that gap between himself and Frentzen.
Valdez," said Coach Hedge with surprising gentleness. "Let me take the wheel. You've been steering for two hours."
"Two hours?"
"Yeah. Give me the wheel."
"Coach?"
"Yeah, kid?"
"I can't unclench my hands.
A pard-like spirit, beautiful and swift.
WindClan territory
up yonder in the guzzling Germans' land,
of a musket ball embedded in his
the den, drinking beer and arguing over
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England.
G'deveingReadingfestival!
To-day I wear these chains, and am HERE. To-morrow I shall be fetterless!
BUT WHERE?
Alice's chest. But in a moment
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
Ducking around twisted trees whose fingers are branches spread like cracked ceilings under gray sky.
Jacques Rudolph at the moment is using the inside edge as much as the middle of the bat.
Valkyrie, if there was ever a cradle to be robbed ... Gods, just look at him." ...
... "Face it, Nat, this is one tiger who will never be jumping through your flaming hoop
Hee that hath a Fox for his mate, hath neede of a net at his girdle.
Ulick Norman Owen.
F***ing triffids.
We hope you have found challenge in your path this morning.
Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred
So shaken as we are, so wan with care,
Find we a time for frighted peace to pant
And breathe short-winded accents of new broils
To be commenced in stronds afar remote.
On the Jellicoe road
Buggeration and Fuckery