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She is an attractive, robust, fleshy, large-headed woman several years younger than Laura (it seems that every one, suddenly, is at least slightly younger than she).
Madeline Reynolds
Whenever one reads of the determination of the species, or opens a book on natural science and history, in whatever language, one inevitably comes across the name of Linne.
It's Ms. Armano."
"Oh, Ms, huh. One of those women's libbers?" He chuckled, glancing up at her.
"I prefer independent woman who can make it on her own. Lucky for you I'd say if I decide to accept your offer.
Frannie, sweetheart," Noc whispered,
Lillian is one of those disagreeable people who yet have some redeeming qualities, so that you can't write them off entirely - but you sure wish you could.
Shirley! Don't call me Shirley!
From Chapter 1:
"You're not a local." I paused, unsure. "Or are you?"
"Sort of. Randall Van Dotson is my dad. I'm Rennie."
After tossing her head that coy, sweet way girls do, she gave me a candid appraisal.
I am probably responsible for the odd fact that people don't seem to name their daughters Lolita any more. I have heard of young female poodles being given that name since 1956, but of no human beings.
Linney moves in the world with such firm, certain steps, being with her can make you forget your own confusion, at least for a little while.
She was good-natured with a ribald sense of humour, breaking wind fairly frequently and uninhibitedly, then asking in a loud voice: "Who's let Johnny out of prison?" I
Your sister Betsey Trotwood...
Linda Evans Shepherd has blessed many by her warmth and openness. She's not only a delightful person, but she encourages others as she shares her joy.
I don't think anything of Laura Frank. You heard me - Laura Frank. Not Lawrence. Laura ... It's not that I blame him, I just wish he'd go to a manly tactic and just fight me. Don't whine. When he whines, that's when I change his name of Lawrence Frank.
Anyone ever tell you that you look like an orange in that jumpsuit? Auntie Lenore? More like Auntie Clementine.
When you see Liana [Liberato], who at the time was 14, there is an inexperience and innocence that you can't act and you can't fake.
I'm not Lisa, my name is Julie.
Oh, Leonard, I think. I'm in a heap of trouble.
Florence Nightendick
My Jenn. Not Billy's Jenn. Mine.
Lydia. Beautiful. My everlasting dream.
Mia,' she whispered. I turned around. 'What?' I whispered back.
She smiled at me a little. 'LEEERRROOOY JEEENNKKIINNNSS!' she shouted, then spun around and ran toward the Z's in the lighting section.
Linnet's girlfriends might strike my fancy." Evan and Gideon laughed, and Evan
I used to know a woman named Anita Hurl," Lizbeth said. "Get it? I need to hurl?
Aunt May, my sweet Aunt May, who taught me how to knit, who bought me a piece of candy every time we went to the store, jabbed a cocktail fork at my eye.
Lainie, of course, would never turn gray. No respectable woman from Texas ever would."
~ A Woman of Fortune
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
My mother named me Deenie because right before I was born she saw a movie about a beautiful girl named Wilmadeene, who everybody called Deenie for short.
Janie.
Does not like.
To be called.
Buffy.
Marcie fancied herself an amateur therapist at times. I was her favorite patient.
Every love song I write is for Linda.
Lucille was a darling lady. Probably the finest comedienne in the business.
Linda's at her best when she's doing you a meal at home. That's when you see Linda. She cooks, she looks after the kids.
She was a thin woman in a mustard-yellow suit, with a yellowish complexion, short-cropped rusty red hair, and a stiff posture. She reminded Reynie of a giant walking pencil.
She who has never lov'd, has never liv'd.
Lenore, it's simply that I love you. You know that. Every fiber of your being is loved by every fiber of my being. The thought of things about you, concerning you, troubling you, that I don't know about, makes blood run from my eyes, on the inside.
Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
Why did you think my reason for being here had something to do with Frannie?" Luke asked. "Because she's what we all have in common." "No, Feagan is what we all have in common." "But Frannie is the one we all circle around to protect.
Do you remember little Zoe Octavia Lexham?' he said.
His aunt cast her pale blue gaze in the direction of the great chandelier, as though that was where she kept her memory. 'Zoe Octavia,' she said.
Charlie ... " Silena's eyes were a million miles away. "See Charlie.
Jorinda and Jorindel
NICOLE CULLEN Long Tom Lookout
Rosie Germaine Mole.
Runny's Nicpic
One day Runny Babbit
Met little Franny Fog.
He said, "Let's have a nicpic
Down by the lollow hog."
He brought some cutter bookies,
Some teanuts and some pea.
And what did Franny Fog bring?
Her whole fog framily.
I had started calling her Lucy shortly after we met; I didn't like the name Lucille. That's how our television show was called I Love Lucy, not Lucille.
President Oliver, stop staring at my sister and get on the float before I assassinate your butt! Ginnie yells.
Arlene was one of a kind, a true friend when I needed one, a grande dame from the old school. She was the sweetest of old ladies, and I will miss her dearly. All of those things are true, but the words I choose are far more profound.
"She smelled like cookies," I whisper through tears.
You are a treasure, Iris Kenworthy,
Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.
Violet Lynn Parker, you'd better spill or I'll start bellowing 'Happy Birthday' to you in my Bobcat Goldthwait voice.
I love a good Dorothy L. Sayers.
Linda Heavner Gerald has been selected as a contestant in the Author's Show!
Lisey didn't care if Darla ate, busted a joint, or took a shit in the begonias. She just wanted to get off the phone.
I love you, Louise Downe McCord. You drive me absolutely crazy sometimes, and this is one of those times, but I love you.
Julianne Mitchell, I love you too.
I wish that she had had a black loon because I don't think that Nina [Simone] did. I have always had - I've been very fortunate - a group of little old ladies that I love and who love me, and who turned and to whom I turn at different times.
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.
Soren, this is my mother, Jenna Glyn. Mom, this is Soren, my ... ' She blinks and shakes her head before saying, ' ... my everything.'
Jenna's eyes widen in horror, and I don't mind because I dislike her, too. Vehemently.
Franny Armstrong is a mother of three and a grandmother of four. Her husband supports her imagination and has the patience of a saint. She's been writing since she was a child, creating plays to act out in front of the neighborhood children.
She watched the dark highway and entertained me with her vegetable-soup song, except that now there were people mixed in with the beans and potatoes: Dwayne Ray, Mattie, Esperanza, Lou Ann and all the rest.
And me. I was the main ingredient.
Lollipop had been her nickname for me as long as I could remember. I asked her how she came up with the name, and she told me sometimes kids are sweet, and sometimes they just need a good lickin'.
Miss Leefolt sigh, hang up the phone like she just don't know how her brain gone operate without Miss Hilly coming over to push the Think buttons.
Marena," he said with an effort, "Marena ... " He did not recognize her. His voice failed.
No one knew me until I met my wife Lulu. Lulu's mother used to ask, Which one is Maurice? For six months she thought Lulu was dating Barry.
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.
She's my sunshine
Lyda was an exuberant, even a dramatic gardener ... She was always holding up a lettuce or a bunch of radishes with an air of resolute courage, as though she had shot them herself.
Lilac curled her upper lip in a dead-eyed sneer, and it made my skin crawl. The girl looked like she might fillet me and have me for a snack later. She made the Dale R. Fielding High School Cheer Squad look like Barney and Friends, and I vowed to give her a wide berth.
Ron: [mimicking Hermione] "It's Levi-OOOOH-sa not LevioSAR." She's a nightmare, honestly. It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends!
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There is something enormously compelling about Fran Cutler. She is a thrilling bundle of energy and enthusiasm.
Joe, my guardian and a man of few words, once said about Lizzie, "That girl could talk the ears off a cornfield.
The old Lena is dead,
[Lynda's mother] You're stupid and you don't know it, that's you're problem. You talk, talk, talk, all the time. No one wants to listen to an idiot.
[Young Lynda] Uh. OK. Thanks, Mom.
Her name was Tolly Mune, but in the stories they call her all sorts of things.
Life as Hunter Thompson's mother was no weenie roast.
Lorna was quite young when her mother died, and I think she's blocked out some of the memories. I talked to her a little bit about that, but I wasn't prepared to go around and poke and hurt her.
Alayna - Laynie - had only gotten married in April to Hudson Pierce,
And never be sorry
thought Lois
and never be sorry
scary. "Willie," she
comely Savannah Frost approaching my front door. She
If you don't mind me saying, Mr. Hale. She's a keeper. He pointed in Kat's direction.
this woman I have always adored. I think
She liked books, but the hours spent in small-town libraries were tedious, and she began the first list when she was eight or nine as a means of distraction. A list of names, eventually expanding to ten or twelve pages: Lilia, Gabriel, Anna, Michelle. In every town her name was different.
I love you, Lucy. You take care of me, I take care of you"? -Aspen
"It wasn't a promise, but an invitation. And I nodded my head, accepting it, and stepping into a future bigger than either of us could have hoped for" -Lucy
What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too?
That's got to be Nix," Benny said as he pulled the door open. "Hey, sweetie ... "
Morgie Mitchell and Lou Chong stood on the black porch.
"Um," said Chong, "hello to you, too, sugar lumps.
My wife." "By what name is she called, Kincaid?" "Mine.
What's her name? Claire, what's her name?
Surely, things will get better," she said. I wanted to know just one thing. Who the hell was "Shirley," and why should I believe her?
Whaddaya want?" growled Viola, our small, surly, octogenarian waitress.
What did I want? A job. A clue. A love.
"Two coffees," Len answered for me.
Coffee would do for now, I guess.
She was one of those women who kind of numb a fellow's faculties. She made me feel as if I were ten years old and had been brought into the drawing-room in my Sunday clothes to say how-d'you-do.
Sarah...loved the way the light lit the silence first thing in the morning.
MRS. REYES FARROW.
Her old Grannie and subject must be the first to kiss her hand.
But in my arms she was always Lolita.
closed behind Anne
Gina. I wish to goodness that detestable thing had never set his foot inside our doors!
From the first Lauren Luke tutorial I watched, I was completely taken with her.
Miss Sarah Pocket, whom I now saw to be a little dry brown corrugated old woman, with a small face that might have been made of walnut shells ...