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Sham Harga had run a successful eatery for many years by always smiling, never extending credit, and realizing that most of his customers wanted meals properly balanced between the four food groups: sugar, starch, grease, and burnt crunchy bits.
Indra believed that the birth of each of her sons had been accompanied by a sign... With Sarva, overnight her cascading black hair showed a thick clutch of grey. He was the child she would struggle most with.
Vhalla screamed.
Habiba. It's an old word that means dear friend.
Dhartha's deep blue eyes flashed. "This is not about pride, Aurelius Venport. This is only about killing a pest of the desert.
For the first time in the history of Bihar, I provided a stable government. Despite being denied funds by the Centre, Bihar survived on its resources. I provided pucca dwellings to half a million Dalit families.
Do you believe in God, Venkat?" Mitch asked.
"Sure, lots of 'em," Venkat said. "I'm Hindu.
The legendary Tuatha De Danaan had come! And what did the grand Keltar laird do?
Fainted like a willy-nilly peahen.
What is it ye have there, Murtagh?
Hast comes not alone.
Bhagavan - in Tibetan, "One who has destroyed the four Maras,"2 which are death, distraction, pride, and the emotional obscurations. The
death poem of Hyakka,
His smile is like the sun rising huge and bright over the Siera Sangre.
Murana is the name of the mask I have designed for Venini: a volume to wear for filtering the reality through the glass of its surfaces, a face without sexual or racial connotations able to represent every kind of humanity, a soul for an object that could be casually perceived as a vase ...
Yafi'i, Raud al rayahin
-we wish you-"
"-a tale-"
"-worth telling."
"Not luck?" asked Vikram.
The gate heaved with wet laughter.
"-what good is-"
"-such a thing.
Sanguine: That hurt
Tanith: I can make this easy on you
Sanguine: You gonna give me that sword of yours?
Tanith: No, but if you tell me what Baron Vengeous is planning, I'll let you walk away from here
Sanguine: But I drove here.
I am the Neelkanth!
Is this the seedman Jasher?" The commander indicated the charred remains.
"It's his identical twin."
"We know he traveled with you until recently. Where is his amar?"
"I ate it."
"This is a foolish time for flippancy."
"I panicked. It tasted horrible. Do you have any mouthwash?
A pharaoh's profile, a Krishna's grace, tail like a question mark.
Hadrian discovered that the most fascinating thing about plummeting in total darkness wasn't the odd sense of euphoria instilled from the free fall or the abject terror derived from anticipating sudden death, but that he had the opportunity to contemplate both.
Rumours of Damen's enslavement in Vere had spread like fire through the camp. To see the Veretian Prince wear the gold cuff of a palace bed slave in turn was shocking, intimate, a symbol of Damen's ownership. Damen
Erchomai , I am coming
Veni, I have come
Little Arin has missed me. I will not be parted from him."
"Would you consider changing his name?"
"No."
"What if I begged?"
"Not a chance."
"Roshar, the tiger has grown."
"And what a sweet big boy he is.
Sham Harga's coffee was like molten lead, but it had this in its favor: when you'd drunk it, there was this overwhelming feeling of relief that you'd got to the bottom of the cup.
In comfort and abundance the Friend raised me. With vein and skin He tailored this ragged body. It's just a robe worn by a Sufi, the heart. The whole universe is a khaneqah1 and He is my Shaikh.
Back in the gurdwara, the ceiling doing strange things above my head, Jungli fed me with pieces of orange.
Our outspoken attachment deepened. I was moved by his tenderness, his simplicity and his beautiful eyes. Beauty is a great robber of my common sense.
Valar Dohaeris. All men must serve.
For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid.
And in the sting and misery of his defeat, he began to chant loudly and defiantly the hymn of his threatened idol:
Sredni Vashtar went forth,
His thoughts were red thoughts and his teeth were white.
His enemies called for peace, but he brought them death.
Sredni Vashtar the Beautiful.
(Hadrian Blackwater while poisoned) Gill the fish ... rest is best ... time is now ... it feels so good to ...
All the Danish leaders, had carved into our shield wall with his great war ax, I had faced him, beaten him, and sent him to join the einherjar, that army of the dead who feast and swive in Odin's corpse hall. What
There is one plot point in one of the 'D'Arnath' books that I don't think I handled as well as I could have. Am I going to tell you which one? No way!
For you, a thousand times over
(Bareh tu hazar dafa)
Valar Dohaeris. All must men serve.
Velma you says? No Velma heah, brother. No hooch, no gals, no nothing. Jes' the scram, white boy, jes' the scram.
Says, Rahula! Rahula! Face of Glory! Universe chawed and swallowed!
Khadi is the sun of the village solar system.
Haftor was the Easer to the Easers. This was the most powerful man in Creation. Peder knew trouble was coming, but knew not what it was or how to deal with it.
Vejur was everything that Spock had ever dreamed of becoming. And yet Vejur was barren! It would never feel pain. Or joy. Or challenge. It was so completely and magnificently logical that its accumulation of knowledge was totally useless.
Yarvi: 'If we had known the hardship of it, we might have chosen another.'
Shidwala: 'So it is with many choices.'
Yarvi: 'All we can do now is see it through.'
Shidwala: 'So it is with many choices.
Ah, Misha, he has a stormy spirit. His mind is in bondage. He is haunted by a great, unsolved doubt. He is one of those who don't want millions, but an answer to their questions.
This was the woman Narasimhan had married, as opposed to whatever girl from Madras his family wanted for him. Subhash wondered how his family reacted to her. He wondered if she'd ever been to India. If she had, he wondered whether she'd liked it or hated it. He could not guess from looking at her
ardor which is tapas; the name Indra
Maa tujhe salaam
pher lete hai nazar jis waqt bete or bahu..
ajnabi apne hi ghar me hae ban jati hai maaa..
With kings and queens inside his bag. Hulaki was a man of power.
He tried to summon faces to his mind. He had fleeting thoughts of his parents, of Lucky, the family he loved. But one face came clearest of all, the one person he'd fought for throughout the ages.
Parvati.
Black Diamond?" Hadrian asked. "Is that the city patrol?"
Albert chuckled, and Royce shook his head, looking at Hadrian as if he had dropped his pants in public.
The Khanum?" Arland coughed. The last sip of tea must've gone wrong.
"Are you unwell?" Dagorkun inquired.
"Healthy as a krahr," Arland said.
"That's such a relief. I would hate for some illness to interfere and spoil the grand celebration I planned when I send you to your afterlife.
'Habibi' is a complex and unapologetic work of fantasy - no idle undertaking for readers of any faith or no faith at all, but one well worth the trouble.
The scrutiny was smothering. Right now it seemed that being Vendan within these outpost walls was preferable to being the impudent royal who had abandoned their precious prince at the altar.
Bheid and Leitha, but he didn't say anything.
Curse you Kakarrot!
Indu'd With sanctity of reason.
- This Indian wife you have ...
- Had. She's dead.
- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up
an unhappy memory.
- I can't remember anything unhappy
about Destarte.
Fill high the cup with Samian wine!
It was my duty to have loved the highest; It surely was my profit had I known: It would have been my pleasure had I seen. We needs must love the highest when we see it, Not Lancelot, nor another.
You broke into Drumindor?" Wyatt looked impressed. "I thought that was impossible."
"Just about," Royce answered, "and we didn't get paid enough for the trouble it gave me."
Hadrian snorted, "You? I was the one who nearly died making that leap. You just hung there and laughed.
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.
Tea with a Chenjan. What was next? Ahmed thought. Dinner with bel dames?
And what?" Arranulf yawned.
"How did it go?"
"How did what go?"
"Don't play with my feet, as we say in Ramaldah. You were seen, Landemere.
Where Thufir Hawat goes, death and deceit follow.
Hadrian turned to look out at the lake. "I hear they have good fishing."
Royce lifted his head to look at him. "You're a very odd man."
"You were the one talking about evil geese .
I respect Millar: he has raised the price of literature
For you have been deluded by Saruman. Many of you have got death as the reward of your trust in him; but had you conquered, little better would your wages have been.
Her father was the face of her morning and night, he was everything, so saturating Havaa's world that she could no more describe him than she could the air.
Akhmed's eight-day-old eyes had held the reflection of ten thousand possible lives. Khassan wasn't an emotive or superstitious man, and nothing like it had ever happened again, but he had found, layered in the infant's half-lidded eyes, innumerable, wanting faces, none of which he had recognized.
Custom, law bent my first years to the religion of the happy Muslims. I see it too clearly: the care taken of our childhood forms our feelings, our habits, our belief. By the Ganges I would have been a slave of the false gods, a Christian in Paris, a Muslim here.
Hadrian leapt to his feet. Royce was already up.
"Don't bother," Esrahaddon told them. "She's dead, and there's nothing you can do. The monster cannot be harmed by your weapons. It - "
The two were out the door.
Three years after my birth, my mother swells again. When Lanka is born and brought home, Shiva and I gaze over the edge of the bassinet at this strange, alien creature and claim her as our own. We are a threesome from then on. Joined at the hip. A pyramid. A triangle.
Troubled, yet also with laughter, he recalled that time. He remembered that at that time he had boasted of three things to Kamala, three noble and invincible arts: fasting, waiting and thinking.
Itterasshai.
Go and come back safely.
Ahab was neither my first husband nor my last
Wasabi. Now hoiteys. Seriously, you'd think I really didn't know English.
Now, if I had an Indian name, it would be 'Stands in Confusion'.
Me and Mike, ve vork in mine,
Holy shit, ve have good time.
Vunce a veek ve get our pay,
Holy shit, no vork next day.
Verte was the kingdom's head sorceress, oracle, palace grump, and the only reason I hadn't died of sheer boredom.... One time, I blew up her caudron trying to make soup. In retaliation, she sent me a billy goat that ate my entire closet's contents.
My Alar is like the ocean in a storm.
Theia: "We're very high up here, aren't we?"
Haden: "Well, you certainly are. Theia, I need you to wake up."
Theia: "Did you know that I have never seen a penis?"
He laughed again. "When you wake up, you are going to hate yourself.
Pir Sain was a symbol of munafiqat.
I was a soldier.
This was a jehad.
When Shah Rukh stated, "Bhootnath ... will be among the top three hits of the year!", I told him, "Aapke moonh mein dudh, ghee, shakkar sab!
... vampire ruler Hin Kahur implemented howler aversion therapy.
Hvad udad tabes, skal indad vindes. (What was lost without will be found within.)
Deewaar is also, with the exception of Sholay, the finest script that Salim-Javed created.
Farid had brought an invisible guest with him.
Fear.
He made me use my mad voice, Laxmi,
Rani, too, was perpetuating memories. Harappa the martyr, the demigod, lived on in his daughter's thoughts; but no two sets of memories ever match, even when their subject is the same (...)
Zakhor. Al Tichkah. Remember. Never forget.
We had heard that the people of Delhi loved their city as bees love flowers. But we could not believe that the child of a courtesan would prefer to live in a Delhi brothel rather than in our palace in Iran!
Aamir Khan told me that I was doing Sameer's character all wrong in Dil Chahta Hai
The moment the rickshaw stopped, your abba said, 'This is Vanity Bagh, where we will build our home and make it heaven-like.
Oh, man, you fuckin' trashed the fucker," Azar said. " You scrambled his sorry self, look at that, you did, you laid him out like Shredded fuckin' Wheat"
"Go away," Kiowa said.
"I'm just saying the truth. Like oatmeal.
There," Hadrian said. "Problem solved, and you aren't wanted for murder. Isn't that nice?"
"It's only nice not being wanted for murder if you've actually killed someone. Otherwise, what's the point? Besides, what makes you think I'm not wanted for murder?
Armus: 'No need for interogation if you'd tell me this earlier.'
Samarga: 'You wouldn't buy it if I gave it away without squeal.
Lentil dhal is the only thing I can cook.
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose portals are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his destin'd Hour and went his way.
Khairey ba waley darta na kram Toora topaka woranawey wadan korona Guns of Darkness! Why would I not curse you? You turned love-filled homes into broken debris
Khalepa ta kala
"Beauty is harsh
The truth was, I yearned, in a soul-deep way, to be Sarra. To 'feel' that God was so very close, so very concerned with my particular life, so very ready to protect and to love. Always nearby. Always listening. Always leading.
But Captain Vere was now again motionless, standing absorbed in thought. Again starting, he vehemently exclaimed, Struck dead by an angel of God! Yet that angel must hang!