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Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl:
Do you have a name?" "Ygritte." Her
If you wish to make Pythocles honourable, do not add to his honours, but subtract from his desires;
A lich guards his phylactery like an elf guards his salad.
A purring noise woke him. Something furry was curled on his chest. Jarby opened one eye slowly. Something black, white, buff, and lemon-smelling. He glared at her and groaned. Stupid wytzl. Buffi chirruped and fluttered away to Poke.
LYSISTRATA May gentle Love and the sweet Cyprian Queen shower seductive charms on our bosoms and all our person. If only we may stir so amorous a feeling among the men that they stand firm as sticks, we shall indeed deserve the name of peace-makers among the Greeks.
Of unquenchable sparkle and dream as ever. Behind her, in the hammock, Rilla Blythe was curled up, a fat, roly-poly little creature of
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Tact,' Lymond said, 'is the name you should have upon your tombstone.
Lys. How now, my love? Why is your cheek so pale? How chance the roses there do fade so fast?
Her. Belike for want of rain, which I could well beteem them from the tempest of my eyes.
Livia, you make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all.
I love you, Lyrik West. And when I walk out that door, I promise you, it's going to hurt."
"But you are worth all the pain.
Take care of my moonlark.
Rune, made Anita "doolally in
Safe word is Pickle
I am a Death Dealer, sworn to destroy those known as the Lycans. Our war has waged for centuries, unseen by human eyes.
Shew me a lyer, and I'le shew thee a theefe.
DEMETRIUS
Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield
Thy crazed title to my certain right.
LYSANDER
You have her father's love, Demetrius;
Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him.
In the Old Peculiar language, the word ymbryne (pronounced imm-brinn) means "revolution" or "circuit.
Th' first thing to have in a libry is a shelf.
Fr'm time to time this can be decorated with lithrachure.
But th' shelf is th' main thing.
Besyn larveth'is!
When spring comes, I shall meet you at the Municipal Library, and you will see how much I've learned! You'll be so proud of me and love me so!'
'Oh, Ell, but I do love you! Right now!'
'One can always bear more love,' the Wyverary purred.
Everything in my world is dimmed next to the spotlight of my precious Alayna.
It's supposed to be jolly, with mistletoe and holly... and other things ending in olly.
Lysandra's smile was a thing of savage, dark beauty.
I'm a huge fan of Big L. He is my favorite rapper.
Orange, Longbottom.
Legolas is that kind of action elf who pouts a bit, stares off to the distance, and has a couple hero moments, killing with a lethal bow and arrow along the way.
Lymond surveyed the grinning audience with an air of gentle discovery. Is there no work to be done? Or perhaps it's a holiday?
Pyp had stabbed a turnip with his knife. "The night is dark and full of turnips," he announced in a solemn voice. "Let us all pray for venison, my children, with some onions and a bit of tasty gravy.
The bisy larke, messager of day.
The Welsh have everywhere adopted the Cymric tongue; they hug themselves in the belief that they are pure descendants of the ancient Britons, but in fact, they are rather Silurians than Celts.
Lysimachus: Did you go to 't so young? Were you a gamester at five or at seven?
Marina: Earlier too, sir, if now I be one.
Inhaler. Rylie crept around a tree, peering into the darkness. Maybe it was a deer or something. If that's you, Amber, you better hope I don't find you. I'll - I'll beat you
It was an American who said that while a Frenchman's truth was akin to a straight line, a Welshman's truth was more in the nature of a curve, and it is a fact that Welsh affairs are entangled always in parabola, double-meaning and implication. This makes for a web-like interest ...
Again, Pyotr knew a pang. He saw her heavy with child, bowed over an oven, sitting before a loom, the grace gone...
Nesy. At last.
It has to be her. Who else can make Aydan smile? Make me smile.
You are still a very loosome lass, Lael Click." "Loosome?" "Lovely. But you need tae regain your strength. I canna wed and bed so wee a fairy.
Lew? Not that I don't appreciate it, but itLew-- Nora Roberts
My name is Llian. I've come to save you."
Said to Karan just before Llian falls flat on his face in front of her.
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You're my Aslan.
The bird, the best, the fisch eke in the see,They live in fredome, everich in his kynd.And I a man, and lakkith libertee.
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.
To whom the wilie Adder, blithe and glad.
A chemical weevil," said Jesper, "But Wylan still hasn't named it. My vote is for the Wyvil."
"That's terrible," said Wylan.
"It's brilliant," Jesper winked. "Just like you.
I plan to let Lysander rip the garment off me, make love to me in the dirtiest way possible, and then, while he's trying to catch his breath, drop the big, bad bombshell on him and run like hell.
Bianka to Kaia
L -Life
I -Is
F -For
E -Entertainment
Lilianna: Shut up. And this isn't about me. Celebrating Alaia ROCK STARNESS!
Alaia: Love that! My Rock Starness!
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What wish did you grant me?" Lolly asked. "I can't tell you," the little girl said very seriously. "But if you believe, it will come true.
As great Pythagoras of yore,
Standing beside the blacksmith's door,
And hearing the hammers, as they smote
The anvils with a different note,
Stole from the varying tones, that hung
Vibrant on every iron tongue,
The secret of the sounding wire.
And formed the seven-chorded lyre.
Lirael left in a daze of happiness. She had survived the ordeal. She had been accepted. She was going to be a librarian!
I want to surrender myself to you completely, Livy. I want to be yours. You are my perfect.
Lari got herself cleaned up from rooter to tooter
Akthent on thee latht thyllable.
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Sorry, no. I'm Magog, and I'm a raven. Not a selkie. she said, in a singsong accent I recognized as Welsh from watching Torchwood.
Liya's letter threw her parents
Civilised my syphilised yarbles.
Laurelyn is the medicine that heals all my pain
SHUT UP!...PADLE!
Some of you might know me as Meg Lacey, but Lynda Miller is my real name. Of course, I am usually called Lynn and only Lynda by my father when I was in trouble.
Give an inch, he'll take an ell.
Larine had a bright future ahead of her, but she had to learn to obey the rules before she could begin learning which could be broken and when.
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Im.' The monosyllable was heavy with contempt. 'E's a twat.'
'Is he?'
'Yeah, 'e is. Ask Kieran.'
She gave the impression that she and Kieran stood together, sane, dispassionate observers of the idiots populating Lula's world.
[L]ove is inventive to infinity.
Jesper Llewellyn Fahey, that is enough!" Colm roared. (...)
Inej cocked her head to one side. "Jesper Llewellyn Fahey?"
"Shut up," said Jesper. "It's a family name."
Inej made a solemn bow. "Whatever you say, Llewellyn.
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I would have been here sooner but Lysander held me prisoner in our cloud," Bianka said with a grin. "He wouldn't relent until Sabin gave the ok. Which I still don't understand and will continue to punish him for until he spills. Secrets or guts, I don't care which.
Lokeij whistled. "Make the king's warriors vanish if
they come ... what a deceitful turtledove you are."
Aly smiled at the sky. "Oh, don't,"she replied in the
tones of a flirtatious court lady. "Stop, I insist. Your
flattery makes me blush.
Hy gododin catann hue Hud a lledrith mal wyddan Gaunce ae bellawn wen cabri Varigal don Fincayra Dravia, dravia Fincayra (Talking trees and walking stones, Giants aare the island's bones. While this land our dance still knows, Varigal crowns Fincayra. Live long, live long Fincayra.
Sex game kinky, niggas call me Pinky
The library knows its own mind," old Master Hyrrokkin told him, leading him back up the secret stairs. "When it steals a boy, we let it keep him." Lazlo
I love you, Lina.
I shall call him Tufty.
Well, you'll always be my...Tulip, dear
Loeanneth, so greedy and bold. She wondered
Lymond's life was lived on this level: the level on which the future of whole communities could be steered or reshaped, improved or jeopardized by a handful of people.
WYTIWYG" (pronounced "witty-wig"): What You Test Is What You Get.
Freyre! someone roared. No, not someone - Rhysand.
Iris GL (GL is short for "graphics library").
Garlick maketh a man wynke, drynke, and stynke.
And isna Sybilla a wee love o' a bitch?'
'You say the nicest things about my mother,' said Lymond.
Quick! Do a roly, roly poly!
LL's a laughing stock, cause I bit that ass to the last stop. I watched you fall like Hitler fell, and now your down to a broken L.
Cucumber. The cucumber is just a pickle before it started drinking.
I vote, I challenge Bathymaasy and we shoot arrows at you dearest brother. Artemis
Set and Bathymaas laughed.
Apollo, not so much.
Shandy. Have you begun your Ptolemaic
limerick?" asked
I love you, lirsha
Will he?" said Lymond. "Will you, Marigold?"
Brilliant, youthful face confronted restless one.
A little, malicious smile crossed the Master's face.
"Oh, no, he won't," said Lymond confidently. "He's going to be a naughty, naughty rogue like you and me.
Pygmalion formed an ivory maid, and longed for an informing soul. She, on the contrary, combined all the qualities of a hero's mind, and fate presented a statue in which she might enshrine them.
Are you mine?"
A shocked, "Pardon me?"
"Did Lydie give you to me, babe," he explained.
"Well ... yes.
Lysander said that the law spoke too softly to be heard in such a noise of war.
There's a lot of letters in Ladanian Tomlinson
Oh, Marigold!" Lymond spoke plaintively. "A silken tongue, a heart of cruelty. Don't berate us. We're only poor scoundrels - vagabonds - scraps of society; unlettered and untaught.