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A miscreant with coiffed, scented hair, a slender waist, the hips of a woman and the chest of a Prussian officer, with a finely tied cravat, by all girls admired. ~ [introduction of character Montparnasse]
Greaness IS for ALL of US. We just need to keep Believing in ourselves and follow our dreams.
Anyone who lives in this time is concerned with grottiness.
I am all that I grok.
AGHAST (AGHA'ST) adj.[either the participle of agaze,(see AGAZE) and then to be written agazed, or agast,or from a and gast, a ghost, which the present orthography favours; perhaps they were originally different words.]Struck with horrour, as
I jokingly refer to the word 'gourmet' as the 'g' word.
There is so much to groak; So little to groak from.
Gilderoy Lockhart
voluptuous sluggard,
Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne.
My name is not 'The Best Player in Baseball.' My name is George Kenneth Griffey, Jr.
Christ, don't you ever knock?
It's Lassiter. L-A-S-S-I-T-E-R. How is it possible you're still getting me confused with someone else? Do I need a nametag?
Poor Grendel's had an accident. So may you all.
He was gargoyle. Tonight, his mate would learn exactly what that meant.
Baritone, cultivated, rolling-out-smooth voice familiar to Reiss. 'This is Doktor Goebbels.
Lorenzo Gambini, I presume? Or would you prefer to be called - "
"Sir," I cut in before he can say Scar. "You can call me sir, if it gives you the tingles. Otherwise, let's just stick with Gambini.
An agile but unintelligent and abnormal German, possessed of the mania of grandeur.
Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
It was a perfectly normal gerbil. It appeared to be living in an exciting construction of cylinders, spheres and treadmills, such as the Spanish Inquisition would have devised if they'd had access to a plastics molding press.
What's your name?" Scapegrace asked.
"Gerald," said the man.
Scapegrace pondered. Gerald the zombie just didn't have that fear-inducing ring to it. "I'm going to call you Thrasher," he said.
I have always been a grumbler. I am designed for the part - sagging face, weighty underlip, rumbling, resonant voice. Money couldn't buy a better grumbling outfit.
A GLUTTON IS ONE who raids the icebox for a cure for spiritual malnutrition.
gin daisy, which
Griffon vultures, the strong, fearless creatures we called nesher that
The GP appeared in its typical V formation. "Goose on the lawn," Luc said. "Goose?" I asked. "That V formation. I like to use derogatory terms to describe the GP whenever possible.
Sneaking out at night. You think you're so clever, but you're not. Either you're a saboteur, Johannes, or you've got a mistress.
The Reverend's wife, Grete
The Informer
steward, bailiff, falconer, houndmaster
The smylere with the knyf under the cloke.
gamos, meaning a marriage or conjoining of hunter and prey.
Gipsies, who every ill can cure,
Except the ill of being poor
Who charms 'gainst love and agues sell,
Who can in hen-roost set a spell,
Prepar'd by arts, to them best known
To catch all feet except their own,
Who, as to fortune, can unlock it,
As easily as pick a pocket.
Revenge of the Giant Grill Man.
You haven't got a letter on yours," George observed. "I suppose she thinks you don't forget your name. But we're not stupid-we know we're called Gred and Forge.
Grumpy is her favorite dwarf.
THERE WAS NOWHERE ON EARTH more desolate than a Gristedes on New Year's Eve.
THE "GLORI A SCOTT
That kid's got an arm like Uncle Fester at an exhibition of Pre-Colombian ... um, Christ, I lost it. I was going for something thick. So what's with the beard, Grizzly Fouts?
Richard Papen: As it happened, I knew Gartrell. He was a bad painter and a vicious gossip, with a vocabulary composed almost entirely of obscenities, gutteral verbs, and the world postmodernist.
GNOSTICS, n. A sect of philosophers who tried to engineer a fusion between the early Christians and the Platonists. The former would not go into the caucus and the combination failed, greatly to the chagrin of the fusion managers.
Kings of the land and the sky we are; proud gryphons. Stalker stands, the epitome of pride. Naked and muscular, his wings widen and his feet dig in as if he alone holds down the earth and supports the heavens, keeping the two ever separate.
And after winter folweth grene May.
Maggot, I'm going to pull a rabbit out of your hat!
In the kitchen Gamache's German shepherd, Henri, sat up in his bed and cocked his head. He had huge oversized ears which made Gamache think he wasn't purebred but a cross between a shepherd and a satellite dish.
Grand. There's a word I really hate. It's a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
The goddess Nemesis, Bertol Grimmer's favourite motif after the War. The goddess of revenge.
Ggrace is God's best idea - it's His decision to ravage people by love, to rescue passionately, and to restore justly.
Later, gator."
"In an hour, sunflower.
My name is Spar. I am neither called Rocky nor made of rock. I am a Guardian, one of those warriors who were summoned to battle against the Seven demons of the Darkness and to prevent their possible return to this human plane of existence. I consider the others of my kind to be my brothers.
Who's Heinz and what's an accordion?"
-Spader
Gazzy: Captain, like the captain of a ship. And then Terror, you know, T-E-R-O-R.
Peppier n. The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they want ground pepper.
I was saving the name of 'Geisel' for the Great American Novel.
a Nean derthal with a badge.
The phrase 'sodomized by a bratwurst poltergeist' suddenly flew through my mind.
General consultant to mankind.
I am a kamikaze gadfly.
I am the Golux, the only Golux in the world and not a mere device
My name is James Guckert. Well, when you read it, it's always pronounced some other way.
I'm Raine Benares, seeker and ... " I looked up at Vegard.
"What else are people calling me now?"
The big Guardian chuckled and shook his head. "A lot of things, ma'am. Some you've heard, most you haven't, but I'm sure you could guess.
G.U.R.U - Gee, you are you!Gee-- Jean Houston
Rene looked at Grendel. "What in the world is that?"
"That's our mutant attack poodle," I told her.
"Is he chewing on a gun?
Greebo turned upon Granny Weatherwax a yellow-eyed stare of self-satisfied malevolence, such as cats always reserve for people who don't like them, and purred. Greebo was possibly the only cat who could snigger in purr.
I don't know what the word is in Austrian.
You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine,
AGALAXY (A'GALAXY) n.s.[Gr.] Want of milk.Dict.
He was a dandy with on eear cocked, a gleam on his claw and a glint in his eye. He sauntered through the market square elegant and tattered, admired and cursed: a highwayman, a gentleman thief. His name was Taggle, for the three kittens had been Raggle, Taggle, and Bone.
A cross between two species. Doomed with the thirst of the undead for human blood, yet tormented by the gargoyle drive to protect them.
Expected, well suited to Germany's guerrilla
Question: What is he? Answer: A sluggard; how very pleasant it would have been to hear that of oneself! It would mean that I was positively defined, it would mean that there was something to say about me. "Sluggard" - why, it is a calling and vocation, it is a career. Do not jest, it is so.
So grizzly an act,
So put a gerbil on your Christmas list.
Tell me bout this caveman with the clam moustache been barkin speeches all over Germany.
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
Hey, rock dude, are you destroying the house? Causing mayhem? Who's a ferocious gargoyle? Stoney's a ferocious gargoyle.
My real last name is Galifianakisburg.
Mongrel A mongrel dog is the result of having beer-goggle eyes on a Friday or Saturday night and then waking up the following morning, still unsure who or what you've slept with. Mongrel dogs are the result of random breeding where the parents are of mixed ancestry too. Each one is unique.
Wheat-Thinned Slut Monkey.
There is no gaiety as gay as the gaiety of grief.
Greeley knew no language but his, but of that, he possessed a most extraordinary mastery. An employee
Daughter stealer.
Madeline Hatter. Her lavender-streaked teal hair exploded around her in messy curls. The polka-dotted, striped, and lacy layers of her skirt were bunched and fluffed. Her teacup hat tilted low over one ear. "Whoops,
Life I love you, all is groovy.
Beneath every goober is a kid. A person. Maybe he's not what you would call 'regular.' But so what? Is that a bad thing?
Gazzy, man, jeezum!" Fang exclaimed. "What the heck have you been eating for God's sake?"
That was a smoke bomb!" Gazzy defended himself. "Not even i could fill this whole flippin' house!
Raimund Hoghe is a little man with a spinal deformity who was once Pina Bausch's dramaturge.
Stationer, that Riddlesden, the attorney, was a very knave.
granny-humping butt sucker!
The hideous god of war.
George: You see... I'm holy. Holey, Fred, geddit?
It was a hound of some sort, black and disproportionately long-bodied, with lets so stumpy that they appeared to have been amputated. With large, liquid eyes and a sturdy long tail in constant motion, it resembled nothing so much as and exceedingly amiable sausage.
Drizzt would come for him; probably Wulfgar and Catti-brie, too. But not Bruenor.
Inside the half-basement, they found Wroth alongside Garreth, grappling to hold up the ceiling.
The vampire's voice was incongruously calm when he asked, What kind of idiot would find this a worthy plan?
A werewolf. He said the word like he was learning a foreign language and wanted to get the accent right.
See, my strumpf is in my hair. Now, I don't know what strumpf means. It's just a term some brothas gave me.
Genghises. Large, angry Genghises.
Bunter!"
"Yes, my lord."
"Her Grace tells me that a respectable Battersea architect has discovered a dead man in his bath."
"Indeed, my lord? That's very gratifying."
"Very, Bunter. Your choice of words is unerring. I wish Eton and Balliol had done as much for me ...
[Garrincha] was the one who would climb out of the training camp window because he heard from some far-off back alley call of a ball asking to be played with, music demanding to be danced to, a woman wanting to be kissed.
Knight of the Ill-Favored Face.
Here is the most valuable thing in the whole of Moomin Valley, Groke! Do you know what has grown out of this hat? Raspberry juice and fruit trees, and the most beautiful little self-propelling clouds: the only Hobgoblin's Hat in the world!
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
What's a gom jabbar?