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I was there the day that Horus fell.
Isis and Horus," he said. "I see you've found new bodies.
A warrior! 'Tis a warrior!" Hharm's heart beat hard, his triumph thundering in his ears. "My son shall carry forth my name! He shall be known as Hharm as I was before he!" The
Hadrian snorted at his misplaced humor. "Not giving up yet, Hauk. Besides, you know how much I love to live dangerously. Why else would I share a domicile with Jayne? Risking her wrath is what I do for fun." "You need to find a new hobby, my friend."
-Hadrian & Fain
Sing, Marie of Arras. Do not forget, Marie of Arras.
Hud? Back here? Oh, man, what a birthday present," Hilde said, giving her another hug. "I'm so sorry, sweetie. I can imagine what seeing him again did to you."
"I still want to kill him," Dana whispered.
"Not on your birthday." Hilde frowned.
What's the matter, fairy boy? Pissed because Chrys rather kiss me?" - Essence (Nymphs of Macedonia Trilogy #1)
Where Thufir Hawat goes, death and deceit follow.
Haemon: No city is property of a single man.
Creon: But custom gives possession to the ruler.
Haemon: You'd rule a desert beautifully alone.
Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy
Unload their gaudy senseless merchandise.
Holy shit, Ty-Ty, you were not wrong. He ... is ... hawt.
How do we beat her? I asked.
You pretty much don't, Horus said. She is the incarnation of the sun's wrath. Back in the day when Ra was active, she would have been much more impressive, but still.She's unstoppable. A born killer. A slaying machine
"Okay, I get it!" I yelled.
Well, where's the hussy now? Is she in Avalon? Does she live in New York? Is she allergic to strawberries? Because I will send her a gift basket that'll make her wish she'd never laid eyes on Gabriel's deceitful-albeit delicious-body!
Blue clung to Pyrgus and her tears turned to a ghastly, gurgling giggle. 'I'm Queen of Hael now, Mr. Fogarty,' she said; and she fainted.
Sing, goddess, of Achilles' ruinous anger
Which brought ten thousand pains to the Achaeans,
And cast the souls of many stalwart heroes
To Hades, and their bodies to the dogs
And birds of prey.
Velma you says? No Velma heah, brother. No hooch, no gals, no nothing. Jes' the scram, white boy, jes' the scram.
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
Haesten.
If this world ever contained one worthless, treacherous slime-coated piece of human dung then it was Haesten.
(Kiara having a sever panic attack.)
Kiara? Hauk wears women's underwear. (Nykyrian)
Come again? (Kiara)
Hauk wears women's underwear. Pink and really girly. You know, one of those skimpy things that tucks into the crack of his fat ass. (Nykyrian)
As the days dwindled towards the end of the week I knew only one thing: I couldn't return to our old life.
Haroon had taken Honour and Al with him,
death poem of Hyakka,
If Hori were to die, I should not forget! Hori is a song in my heart for ever ... That means-that there is no more death ...
The Earth, its life I am, hozhoni, hozhoni.
Kalos Kai Agathos, the singular balance of the good and the beautiful.
Hey, moose! I screamed. The Set animal locked its glowing eyes one me. Well done! Horus said. Now we'll both die with honor! Shut up, I thought.
As long as they were talking, it was easy. And Levi was always talking.
He told her about 4-H.
"What do the H's stand for?"
"Head, heart, hands, health. They don't have 4-H in South Omaha?"
"They do, but it stands for hard, hip-hop, and Homey-don't-play-that.
Where's Hauk?"
"I'm right here."
"Not you, Fain. My wingman."
"He's in the hallway. You know how he is about explosives."
"Yeah, I do, which is why I asked. Send him on a bullshit and long errand across the station. We don't want Grandma freaking out on us."
-Darling & Fain
How're we gonna bring the big hag round?" said Big Yan.
"I heard where ye has to put someone's heid between their legs," said Rob doubtfully.
Daft Wullie sighed and drew his sword. "Sounds a wee bit drastic tae me," he said, "but if someone will help me hold her steady-
We are gods in the chrysalis.
Long ago Apollo called to Aristaeus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my bees." Golden were the hives, and golden was the honey; golden, too, the music, Where the honey-makers hummed among the trees.
Your time for crossing is over. Now you must help Harlin find the Forgotten and lead them to their destinies. And, of course, extinguish the Shadows where you can.
Housman is one of my heroes and always has been. He was a detestable and miserable man. Arrogant, unspeakably lonely, cruel, and so on, but and absolutely marvellous minor poet, I think, and a great scholar.
Hallows, not Horcruxes.
Look at it, like a rat,' she said. 'A portrait of Harge.
Harrier says the Wild Magic is as annoying as a goat. And the only other Wildmage either of us has ever met kept hitting him with a wooden spoon. Wildmages aren't like, oh - like Kellen and Idalia and Vestakia the Redeemed in The Book of the Light. They're people.' [Tiercel Rolfort]
Its my birthday wish me happy birthday horus said happy birthday I yelled now shut up
AKHLYS LUNGED AT PERCY, and for a split second he thought: Well, hey, I'm just smoke. She can't touch me, right? He imagined the Fates up in Olympus, laughing at his wishful thinking: LOL, NOOB! The
I'm not entirely sure Velaris is prepared for Nesta Archeron.
Lyra and Caelum: the two replicas with names plucked straight from the stars.
Who did you eat this time? (Acheron)
It wasn't a who, akri. It was something that had hornies on its head like me. There were a bunch of them actually. All of them had hornies and they made a strange moo-moo sound. (Simi)
A weapon, I told Horus. I need a weapon. I reached into the Duat and pulled out an ostrich feather. "Really?" I yelled. Horus didn't answer
My glowing form was so heavy, its feet sank into the top of the tank.
"Sekhmet!" I yelled.
The lioness whirled and snarled, trying to locate my voice.
"Up here, kitty!" I called.
She spotted me and her ears went back. "Horus?"
'Unless you know another guy with a falcon head.
Hauk:tell me again why i can't kill him?
Nykyrian: you're afraid of handling explosives
( Born of night, sherrilyn Kenyon)
Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the Gate: To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers, And the temples of his gods,
You believe me, don't you? You really do. Why do you believe me? Did Anechka do something to you? Now I owe you; and I may look little, but I know how to fight. I learned by fighting with Hargis. I'll kick her ass if she hurts you, Lane; just tell me - what did she do?
Blayne Giano O'hicidhe
So put your costume on, honey! Ruby said. Set Harlequin free! That party monster of yours is screaming to come out. Let the monster out!
Alex looks around at Heph, at Diodotus, at handsome Telekles and round-faced Phrixos,
All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn,
Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.
[Brigs of Ayr]
She's almost as annoying as you, I told Horus. Impossible, Horus said. No one bests Horus. I
Here be dragons.
Habiba. It's an old word that means dear friend.
Yeah, see, and that proves my point. What killed Housini? A stupid accident. But for one moment of stupidity, he'd have grown old with his Bess and been happy as a big in shit. Notice I ain't young, and if I die, old Cletus would kick my ass for leaving him all alone down here. (Jack)
More minions!" he shouted. "Come to me!"
That couldn't be good. Another round of giant crocs and we'd be dead.
Why don't we get minions? I complained to Horus, but he didn't answer.
Reason I am telling you all of this is that, according to Harrod, Fern Driscoll
My whole life, I've felt I was homesick for somewhere I'd never known.' She told me that in Britain, where she grew up, the Celts called it 'hiraeth' - a longing for home.
Cyphus bears the blue flame. Stercus is in thrall of iron. Ferule chill and dark of eye. Usnea lives in nothing but decay. Grey Dalcenti never speaks. Pale Alenta brings the blight. Last there is the lord of seven: Hated. Hopeless. Sleepless. Sane. Alaxel bears the shadow's hame.
Repent, Harlequin," said the Ticktock Man. "Get stuffed," the Harlequin replied.
between Scylla and Charybdis,
Sire, I am my own Rudolph of Hapsburg.
Eros is my sun, Ares is my fire, but Hephaestus is my rock, my foundation, and no matter where I go or what I do, I will always come back to him. I know that now.
Hirsute? What does that mean?'
'Hair, you ninny, hair!
It's my birthday, Horus insisted. Wish me happy birthday!
"Happy birthday!" I yelled. "Now shut up!
Harlequin, probably derived from the old French Hellequin: a troop of the devil's horsemen.
Hobey-ho here we go.....
Ahab's above the common; Ahab's been in colleges, as well as 'mong the cannibals; been used to deeper wonders than the waves; fixed his fiery lance in mightier, stranger foes than whales.
HAPA was like mint. You could rip it up, and six months later, it was back, healthier than ever. Mint smelled better, though, and you could make juleps out of it. I don't know what I could make out of HAPA. Compost, maybe.
It's good to see you," Said Haru.
"You can see me?" asked Marcus, patting himself in sudden shock."The potion must have worn off! That's the last time I give my lunch to a talking squirrel".
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[H]is skin was the color of age and his features the shape of a saint's.
Syrus wished a lot of things around Forest. Forest
Now Simmer blinks on flowery braes,
And o'er the chrystal streamlets plays;
Come let us spend the lightsome days
In the birks of Aberfeldy.
Look forward, not back," the Hag said. "All is change. Do not regret. Instead, learn.
Dead?' repeated the old woman in the dressing gown. She sounded offended. 'Has hif,' she said, grandly aspirating each aitch as if that were the only way to convey the gravity of her words. 'Has hif han 'Empstock would hever do hanything so . . . common . . .
Baghra," Nikolai said, "how are you this evening?"
"Still old and blind," she snarled.
"And charming," Nikolai drawled. "Never forget charming."
"Whelp."
"Hag."
"What do you want, pest?
Aelin of the wildfire.
Hail Heliod, Lord of Breakfast," Xenagos shouted. "And Thassa, Queen of Puddles!
Haylee thought of all the supernatural creatures that could kill her ... a vampire or even a vampire slayer, and became angry at the idea a fairy might end her life tonight.
We are so isolated here in Haworth, with no one of our own age to befriend, and the men and women of Verdopolis are real, in a way. It wouldn't seem strange to me if ... Someone ... Might even fall in love with one of them.
Hera the cow queen,
The vulture Nekhbet, who'd one possessed my gran (long story); the crocodile Sobek, who'd tried to kill my cat (longer story); and the lion goddess Sekhmet, whom we'd once vanished in hot sauce ( don't even ask) - page 9
Demetrius appeared
Don't be so sure you know where to draw the line," he said. "We carry our past with us. And, mother mine, there's a thing you don't know and should - we are Harkonnens." Her
Oh, how superior is the Eye of Horus to the Mouth of Isis!
I am more than a face and a body. I am Hira. But no one wishes to know Hira.
(And no, for those searching, Hoid does not make an appearance. Unfortunately, he needed to be somewhere else in the timeline at this point.)
He was a puzzle. And Hyacinth hated puzzles.
Well, no, in truth she loved them.
Provided, of course, that she solved them.
Venison and venery defeated me.
Vengeane, Justice. Fire and Blood
Hannah's trust, meet Garrett's hands.
mountains, and cried: 'That is the tomb of Kochoi, the companion of Manas!
Hello, pretty hag," he said.
"Wolf," she teased. "You look good enough to eat."
One of his eyebrows rose. "Why is it when I tell you that, you look ready to bolt for the door?"
She braced her hands on her hips. "I do not," she said, indignant. "At least not anymore.
To read Helen Macdonald's memoir, H Is for Hawk, is to feel as though Emily Bronte just turned up at your door, trailing all the windy, feral outdoors into your living room.
Freyre! someone roared. No, not someone - Rhysand.
SCORPIUS: Always.
No man stands so tall as when he stoops to help a homunculus.
What I like so much about Corot is that he can say everything with a bit of tree; and it was Corot himself that I found in the museum of Naples - in the simplicity of the work of Pompeii and the Egyptians. These priestesses in their silver-grey tunics are just like Corot's nymphs.
For a brief second I remember everything about who and what I used to be. But most of all, I remember Harlin. And I wonder how he'll find me if I'm someone else.
Havaa, standing on a stepstool and stirring the broth, found an unfamiliar gratitude for the smallness of her life. Everywhere beyond these four walls smelled of smoke and gasoline, but here, no calamity was greater than an egg falling to the floor.
Hortense. We broke
Members of the Pravus Rule and the Vertas League are both welcome to bid on this capture, a female who will have tactical value against a common enemy.
Hoga Gothyelk no longer felt anger, not truly
only varieties of sorrow.