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She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.
Let me introduce you. Sophie, this is Miss Eliot, from the National Childcare Agency. Miss Eliot, this is Sophie, from the ocean.
I was thinking of Lena. Of course. I was always thinking of Lena.
CLAIRE
I used to be a baby!
CADAN
I'm sorry.
Paris, the FedEx deliveryman of Pleasure and Fatality.
Try as i do, i can't recall her surname. Indeed, her very abstractedness and insubstantial personality seemed to say 'forget me'; she seemed to live in parenthesis; ...
Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, Music.
Carolyn Heilbrun's
She [Mme des Laumes] belonged to that half of the human race in whom the curiosity the other half feels about the people it does not know is replaced by an interest in the people it does.
Perry Johansson.
The words come out of Helen Justineau in a flat monotone. Parks thinks of Gallagher's written report, with its proceeding tos and its thereupons. But Justineau's bowed head and the tightness of her grip on the parapet wall add their own commentary. "I
You're my wife, Eva. I don't care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night.
She has the care of a mother, the love of a sister, a prostitute in bed. Who is she?
Thank you for being here, my beauty. Mon ange. My Kate. Your utterly, Vincent.
The elder Miss Larkin
Oliver: You turned me down. So why, I wonder, did you decide Amelie would be a better choice?
Claire: She smells better. And she made me cookies.
Charlotte. There's a girl on the roof. She says her name is Lena... She says she brought the helicopter you wanted? - August
Myrtle Elizabeth Warren - a pretty name - my name - no need for the moaning. SCORPIUS:
Where's Vanessa?
Violet Markey.There's more to you than meets the eye.
Saint Claire, the patron saint of the kick-me sign.
One more thing. She wears Patchouli. Every tart in Montmartre wears it. Place Pigalle reeks of it. If she wants to carry out her pose as an aristocrat, she ought to refine her tastes.
St. Clair: So did you enjoy the book?
Anna: I did. Did you?
St. Clair: I like the author's name the best. Ba-nah-na.
Who is Silvia What is she, That all our swains commend her Holy, fair, and wise is she.
Did you just call me BEATRICE?
Louise Roth Fischer, for caring about the women in Klong Prem Prison and for supporting all South Africans incarcerated abroad.
Clare. Give me a reason to stay.
I thought Genevieve was someone I would know forever. Those people in your life that you just always know, no matter what. But it's not that way. Here we are, three years later, and we're worse than strangers.
Tina Blackstone,
Voluit!
Petra Hermans
25 September 2016
Geliebten Lakaien are once again here with us. Lisa, Heddy, Henrietta, Peter, and Jean Pierre,
HONORINE BEATRIX
This is Vee Gina.
Abby. She's a pigeon. A demonic pigeon that fucks with my head so bad I can't think straight. Nothing makes sense anymore, Cam. Every rule I've ever made's getting broken one by one. I'm a pussy. No ... worse. I'm Shep.
Elizabeth, just like our queen. I'm Gabriel Storm.
Rachel The Huffington Post
People always come up to me and say, Oh, you're Chloe Se-VIG-ny, right? Sevigny. Number seven, letter e.
To all the girls I've loved before,
To Sylvie, Sophie, Gabrielle and Lenore,
The raven may tap and crow upon my door,
But regardless of any plans of fate, or enticing lures,
I promise to love you forevermore.
comely Savannah Frost approaching my front door. She
Franny, you are the genuine article. You are solid. You are certain. You are like a refrigerator. You hum.
Holding Frances in my arms is the best drug in the world.
highlights of Elena's career,
I'm Beatrice. You were my first kiss, I fell asleep in your arms in your precious orchard. -Julia
Shirley! Don't call me Shirley!
MR. GEORGE MOTHER MARGARET
Our Darling Eva We Love You
Evie, Evie, my girl, my heart.
She is of the race of Jeanne d'Arc, this Northern girl, in her voice, her bearing, her beliefs. That kind if not to be possessed by one man; she belongs to a cause, to the people.
NICOLE CULLEN Long Tom Lookout
Another girl? That's awesome Shea. What are you guys going to name her, Sheanana?
She was the woman in the table.
Helen, who was wild to be doing, and who had no patience for the limitation of words, or of thoughts, or even of the body, though she trusted the body most.
Who are you, Lucy Snowe?
JEAN
I need him like the axe needs the turkey.
HARRINGTON
Don't be vulgar, Jean. Let us be crooked, but never common.
I want what Claire has with Jessie.
Oh my God, of course she was Lily - and she was sickeningly beautiful. Suddenly, I was even more nauseous than usual. I was going to vomit all over myself and be dubbed hurl-girl for the rest of eternity. I was going to throw up all over Lillian Hunt. - Nicole Abbot
Jean Louise, did you come down on the train Like That?
Letty had barely touched her food. Javier stared down at her through a pair of aviator sunglasses. "You forgot something," she said. "What's that?" "My name. Who will they be expecting?" "Selena Kitt. S-E-L-E-N-A K-I-T-T. But you won't be carrying any identification.
Isaac Rothe, Matthias
She was the amoureuse of all the novels, the heroine of all the plays, the vague "she" of all the poetry books.
Jorinda and Jorindel
Katie bar the door.
Queen Vasilisa Sabina Rhea Dragomir, first of her name.
Received its first phone call from heaven, Tess Rafferty
Do you have a name?" "Ygritte." Her
The French woman says,
'I am a woman and a Parisienne,
and nothing foreign to me
appears altogether human.'
My name," the boy said importantly, "is Stacey de Lacey."
"But that's a girl's name!" blurted Oliver.
Stacey de Lacey's face turned a dark shade of red. "Silence!" he shouted. "Stacey is one of those names that can be for a boy or a girl! Like Hilary, or Leslie, or...um... Anyway...!
I will tell you what Jeanne was like. She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off.
Aubrey - "Apparently she wears a black leather catsuit and a golden mask."
Irene - "Any details on the mask?"
Aubrey - "I think people are usually too busy looking at the black leather catsuit.
I would like to know the given name of the woman who can kiss me so passionately she makes me want to climb to the roof tops and roar.
I don't even know what to say." Aeron.
"I do. Fuck." Paris.
you-know-who." Amy
Ordinary French people. Citizens of fear.
(Who Did No Harm to No Man all the Dais of Her Life. Reader, Can You Say Lykewise?).
A petite, absolutely delightful waitress who, like everyone else, doesn't speak one word of English. But her smile is multilingual.
She ate with good manners, using the knife in the French way to push things onto her fork. She
That queen of secrecy, the violet.
Skye." "Lima-Oscar-Victor-Echo
She's a mystery, a cipher, something nearly extinct these days: a person not controlled by ambition or greed or a crass need for attention, but by a desire to experience life completely and to make life a little easier for the people around her
The French use cooking as a means of self-expression, and this meal perfectly represented the personality of a cook who had spent the morning resting her unwashed chin on the edge of a tureen, pondering whether she should end her life immediately by plunging her head into her abominable soup ...
They're from France, Ruby said, Vogue magazine. They only speak French except for fuck you.
Nina, little red bird. Don't go.
O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine! To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne? Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
Welcome to Paris, Anna. I'm glad you've come.
Before her, with sharp blue eyes and perfectly coiffed blond hair, was Josephine Marie Elizabeth Cavendish, Her Grace, the Duchess of Durham, widow of the fifth duke, and aunt to the Cavendish siblings.
One did not call her Josie. Amelia had asked.
I'd like to add her initial to my monogram...
Who's that?" I asked him.
"Probably Noah's latest groupie," Clare offered.
"Don't talk about your mom that way," Pat responded.
[On her monologue as the thief 'Fontaine':] People always got things. People always want things. So I provide a service.
Do you know who I am?" (Cassidy)
"Cassidy Summers, approximately thirty-years-old and a waitress who isn't sure who the father of her child really is." (Ashling)
Alison Rosen IWHI! From the easter egg chapter.
You did not sell nor wanted to buy me Ice cream.
You gave me my most favourite flavour.
Petra Hermans
Sophie don't do nothing Sophie don't want.
She summahs in Lake James, how mahvelous
Hadley Grayson is my lightning, my speed, my hearts, my candy.
I've never tried any of my own products and I'm glad I haven't.
It might have reduced my tolerance for happy.
Victoria Principal - she
In the eighth American-educational grade, Bruce Green fell dreadfully in love with a classmate who had the unlikely name of Mildred Bonk. The name was unlikely because if ever an eighth-grader looked like a Daphne Christianson or a Kimberly St.-Simone or something like that, it was Mildred Bonk.
On the one hand, Sylvie loves the feeling of being like everybody else... on the other hand when she feels most like a freak is when shes getting away with not being one.
(Arbell)The ungrateful gorgeous bitch.
Ron pointed Helen's gun at me. What kind of name is Ron for such a menacing figure?
Izzy. Sweet, beautiful, but eternally strange Izzy.