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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
Long ago, in a burst of friendliness, Aunty and Uncle Jimmy produced a son named Henry ...
What always staggers me is that when people blow their noses, they always look into their hankies to see what came out. What do they expect to find?
Cotton Mather, The Wonders of the Invisible World
Hank, this is great."
"Yes."
He said it simply, openly. There was no flattered pleasure in his voice, and no modesty. This, she knew, was a tribute to her, the rarest one person could pay another: the tribute of feeling free to acknowledge one's own greatness, knowing that it is understood.
the wrinkled sleeve of the head
More than anyone else, Hank Aaron made me wish I wasn't a manager.
Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe.
What writes worse than a Theodore Dreiser? ... Two Theodore Dreisers.
Hey, Hank, I notice all the women around your place lately ... good looking stuff; you're doing all right."
"Sam," I say, "that's not true; I am one of God's most lonely men.
Lessee ... he'd gone off after the funeral and gotten drunk. No, not drunk, another word, ended with "er." Drunker. that was it.
Henry looks from my face back to the field, and his eyes pop open wide. I turn to see why he's gaping: JJ and Carter are messing around, trying
to shove a scrawny wide receiver into Jerry Rice's stroller.
"JJ!" Henry yells, "You can't fit a freshman in that stroller.
I don't think Hank's home run record will ever be broken. There's no way.
Make-Out McGuire
Tommy Smothers is a hero of mine.
Hank: As unbelievable as you may find this, Scott, we can do some things without your guidance.
Warren: You're right, Hank! Why, did you know I went to the bathroom this morning-
Hank: Not without Scott!
Warren: Yes!
row of stitches.
Who's Heinz and what's an accordion?"
-Spader
Blowed if I ain't all in a muck sweat,' said the Giant, puffing like the largest railway engine. 'Comes of being out of condition. I suppose neither of you young Ladies has such a thing as a pocket-hankerchee about you?
Carter-headed chicken.
Hank, when people call people nerds mostly what they're saying is,'You like stuff'.
But if you are going to say you are unnerved by how Turk Bauer is filled with hate, you must admit that Ruth, too, is filled with hate. You heard it,
Perry Johansson.
You might be a redneck if your handkerchief doubles as your shirt sleeve.
Raimund Hoghe is a little man with a spinal deformity who was once Pina Bausch's dramaturge.
I love you, Nathan Douglas Weller.
Helmer: "Before all else you are a wife and a mother." Nora: "That I no longer believe. I believe that before all else I am a human being."
We were lovers,' he says dramatically. 'I was very convincing.' Livia giggles and reaches up to stroke his hair. Hank pretends not to notice Livia's hand as it crawls across his cheek, and it turns into a game. Her fingers pet his lips as he mumbles through them, 'What part do you want?
Mr Michener, as timeless as a stack of National Geographics, is the ultimate Summer Writer. Just as one goes back to the cottage in Maine, so one goes back to one's Michener.
Coonskin caps, Yankee bats, the Hound Dog man's big start. The A-bomb fears, Annette had ears, I lusted in my heart.
Walter Parmenter sometimes seemed to his daughter a restless subterranean force held together by rituals.
Derek Randall bats like an octopus with piles
Look, I was an idiot. I didn't want people to think that I had a crush, so I decided to give everyone the impression that I truly, honestly hated Madison Harter. For no reason. Just thinking about this makes me want to punch myself in the eyeball.
I play Hank Hansen, a real guy. Youd be amazed at how much information they have on this guy: personality traits, nicknames, favorite color, you name it.
I won't compare him unfavorably to Fucker,
The chair legs behind me scrape against the floor, and Douchecanoe shrinks in his seat as over six hundred pounds of angry hockey players stare down at him. Fitzy is particularly menacing with his two full-sleeve tattoos and the cut over his eyebrow that he got during our last game.
This was not Hatch, her constant companion through the mouse hole. Nor was this the man who had methodically rescued her from a burning building. This was Hatcher, the murderer with the axe, the man who had been found covered in blood and surrounded by bodies.
The Hemlock Tearoom and Stationery
Rosie Germaine Mole.
James Salter is a consummate storyteller. His manners are precise and elegant; he has a splendid New York accent; he runs his hands through his gray hair and laughs boyishly.
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,
How lucky have we been that the face of baseball for the past two decades, through ups and downs, has been Derek Jeter.
Don't come in, Dad!" Hank said.
"Believe me, I won't," Karma said with a vocal shiver. "Just ... I have, um, condoms and lube." And in a mutter, "Your mother made me.
Albert tin. Why're
Death was a one-shot deal - it happened, and then you were free. Sally was an old-school southern woman, and Hank knew first-hand that they weren't nearly as kind as death when they got cross.
Hank spoke. "I'm sorry."
"You said that."
A small laugh escaped his mouth. "Yeah, but I didn't mean it then.
rashers of bacon.
How does hanky-panky translate to sex? Who comes up with words like that?"
"Probably people who don't have sex
The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.
I'm friends with Hank Azaria. We were on a show together 800 years ago, and we laugh every single time.
If Peter Pecker picked a pack of pecker partners, how many pecker partners would Peter Pecker pick?
wreck but Trot Nixon's fair ball nestled in his glove.
Some people is born at the start of a long hard row to hoe. Well, I am older than God's dog and been in this world a long time and it seems to me that right from the git-go, Larkin Stanton had the longest and hardest row I've ever seen.
sausages. Behind
I am a tarsier and a tarsier's son, the grandson and great-grandson of tarsiers, a tiny creature, made up of two pupils and whatever simply could not be left out ...
pocket lizard licker.
Toby Zeigler: There's literally no one in the world I don't hate right now.
Mother... fucker...
The huddle included Slim, Tack, Delgado and a local private investigator, Hank Nightingale's brother, Lee Nightingale and Lee's second in command, Luke Stark.
Schumpter's daring and dashing entrepreneur is now a legendary figure from the distant past - if not from the mythology of capitalism - or is to be found only in the demimonde of business, founding new ice cream parlors or "deep freeze subscription clubs".
Dreiser ... I love ... and almost wouldn't speak to anyone who ever attacked him.
Hatter, my love, we never got a chance to say good-bye.
Weaver
Catcher snorted. "If we're not playing naked Twister, we're wasting our waking hours."
"Yep," Mallory said as she tugged him down the sidewalk, "that's the love of my life. He's a romantic at heart.
I've got to tell you right out of the chute, Ryan Howard, to me, is very interested in my input in his hitting. To me that makes me really feel good. We've chatted over the years about hitting.
The bottom line is this: Miers is a disappointing pick.
Germany Schaefer, trying to send a subtle hint to umpire Billy Evans that the game ought to be called, appeared at second base wearing a yellow rain slicker,
Sorry," I mumbled.
"Maybe you're hungry," said Zoya. "I always get mean when I'm hungry."
"Are you hungry all the time?" asked Harshaw.
"You haven't seen me mean. When you do, you'll require a very big hanky."
He snorted. "To dry my tears?"
"To stanch the bleeding.
I was trying to land an 18-year-old strapping first baseman from Blanco, Texas, population 200. His name was Willie Upshaw. It turned out there were only three scouts who knew about Willie - Dave Yocum and I working for the Yankees, and Al LaMacchia from the Atlanta Braves.
She was a tall, seedy, sad-eyed blonde who had once been a policewoman and had lost her job when she married a cheap little check bouncer named Johnny Horne, to reform him. She hadn't reformed him, but she was waiting for him to come out so she could try again.
hospital johnny.
Bode Gazzer was five feet six and had never forgiven his parents for it. He wore three-inch snakeskin shitkickers and walked with a swagger that suggested not brawn so much as hemorrhoidal tribulation.
He (Dave Brower) is an emotionalist in an age of dangerous reason.
grovelling, mole-eyed blockhead
Others can make the rules, but it's my decision whether to follow them." Captain Hank Bracker
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
That's it! You're Collin McCann," Wilkins said.
Collin grinned. Ah ... fans. He never got tired of meeting them. "Guilty as charged
Hank looked upwards for a second or two and said, "Hmm - well, in the Japanese way, if we don't know for sure, we always tell the person the worst possible result. That way, when they find out the actual case, they can only have the good feeling.
Henry loves me. Henry is here, finally, now, finally. And I love him.
I'm mad at Hank Aaron for deciding to play one more season. I threw him his last home run and thought I'd be remembered forever. Now, I'll have to throw him another.
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?
Tommy Smothers is my longest mentor, and Dave Eggers is my youngest.
Tom did play hookey, and
Joe Frazier is so ugly that when he cries, the tears turn around and go down the back of his head.
I put a bowl of peanuts in front of Henry, along with a tall Sprite, thought better of it, and replaced the peanuts with pretzels. Henry seemed like he might be the type of kid who would be horribly allergic to peanuts. That was just what I needed tonight.
He just hit himself in the dinger with a rubber.
I owe my career to Paul Heyman.
Tom Hanks knows the name of all the episodes.
The elder Miss Larkin
It's hard to dismiss the obvious symmetry between Longo [Evan Longoria] and the franchise for which he's now the poster-child: for the player, Hondo Junior College to MLB All-Star ... for the team, worst to first.
May "the Meatball" Wexler.
Stationer, that Riddlesden, the attorney, was a very knave.
Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne.
Wrong answer fucker
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap.
Before he followed her, Hank rushed to the back and
Gilly Gilleshpee
I saw a lot of good hitters but I never saw a better one than Paul Waner. I mean I once threw a side arm spitter right into his belly and he hit it into the upper deck.
I got so many hickeys, people will think I'm a leper." -Rizzo
Tom Hanks has taken George Clooney's place as the big-hitter driving a lot of liberal causes.
I give him (Frank Howard during April 28, 1968 two-hitter) shoulder, back, foot and the ball last," and Frank Howard commented, "He threw everything at me but the ball.