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The moles nested in my cellar, nibbling every third potato, and making a snug bed even there of some hair left after plastering and of brown paper; for even the wildest animals love comfort and warmth as well as man, and they survive the winter only because they are so careful to secure them.
And the moujiks? How do the moujiks die?
Morozova's stag. Rusalye. The firebird. Legends come to life before my eyes, just to die in front of me.
Like so many poor Ilokanos, my grandparents left their village, for it could no longer sustain them. The Ilocos is a narrow coastal plain where, so often, the mountain drops to the sea. Land hunger had always afflicted the Ilokanos and made them migratory.
You're searching for unicorns among mules.
Moose Factory (I wonder if they make moose there?)
Thank you, I thought fervently. Thank you, Slavic forebears, ye heavily into consonants. Ye fans of high-scoring Scrabble tiles. Ye who boldly dropped z's where no z's had been dropped before. I appreciate it.
Cossacks are the best light troops among all that exist. If I had them in my army, I would go through all the world with them.
I love ... Eskimo Joe's. I have tons of Eskimo Joe's clothes and cups in my house, 'cause I love Eskimo Joe's.
MILFs rule Bonoboville
Never mock a sin of mine until you have walked a mile in my moccasins
Son of a poodle.
corn maque choux. He
Whats the name you Poms have for that thing where you jump up and down and hit each other with sticks?"
"Sex?"
"Gardening?"
He snapped his fingers. "Morris dancing.
WELCOME to my bookamabob!
Buckle your cravat and prepare
for have your whiskers quiver.
My story of struggles, successes and
sergei is the greatest, most thrillsy book ever written by a meerkat in the bath...
There were three of us; Witkiewicz, Bruno Schulz, and myself
the three muskateers of the Polish avant-garde between the wars. Only Witkiewicz remains to be discovered.
Wondering where the Mokians get all those shark teeth? Well it involves using children who read the last pages of books first as bait.
Brothers Karamazov
Tull stopped laughing and stared into Loken's face. His blue eyes were terribly cold and hard. 'Kaos is the damnation of all mankind, Loken. Kaos will outlive us and dance on our ashes. All we can do, all we can strive for, is to recognise its menace and keep it at bay, for as long as we persist.
Mithorden: 'We become what we do, Zalos.
Sergeant Missouri crouched close to the ground, pulling up his collar against the bitter, gusting winds. Show me, he thought tiredly, I'm from Missouri.
Disgusting Serbs, get out!
It All Started with a Moose
The only wolves we got to fear are the ones wear manskin,
Sometimes I could almost hate you because you don't understand how much you mean to me, how dark and empty I was before. Solnyshko moyo.
Well, Mr. Carpetbagger. We got somethin' in this territory called the Missouri boat ride. -Josey Wales
Moloch merely shovels babies into the fire of productive capitalism. Mammon hooks them on the dead heroin of envy.
Moke Kupihea has the strength of conviction necessary to impart to the world a more sensitive account of Hawaiian kahuna heritage, which comes down to him from the priesthood line from which he descends.
Markov's not important,' she said. 'I'm not important. You're not important. Winning the war, that's the only important thing.'
'No,' I said, 'I disagree. Markov was important. So am I and so are you. That's why we have to win.
A pox on all meads!
I love you, Kassia.
Sweet potato fries
Vyshinsky: And your occupation?
Mr. Invisible Baggins
We shall have thousands of Shatovs to deal with
When the spring comes, we will manure the plains of Kosova with the bones of Serbs, for we Albanians have suffered too much to forget.
You smell like a wino dipped in other winos," Dorsky
A clue! From M!"
"Who's M?"
"Maybe M is for Mackintosh! Maybe Grabes ans Mackintosh are in cahoots!"
"Or maybe M is for Mom. Also, who says 'cahoots'?
Parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus.
(Mountains are in labour, a ridiculous mouse will be born)
Who's a** is this?" Mo asked ...
"Mine!" Mykel shouted.
Mo stilled and then laughed. Mykel thought about what he said and then felt his face heat up from embarrassment. "I mean yours."
"God, I love you," Mo said ...
No, officer, I have no idea why I'm wearing this possum costume. I called you what? OH. My bad.
-Nastasya
You ... ." just you, always you. My russian Cu**, my enemy, my comrade, my prisoner, my gaoler and my life. Words unthinking. "Love ... ... you.
Of course, Moomintrolls don't wear clothes, except sometimes in bed.
Marko was nothing more than a dealer, serving me false emotions with ecstasy-doused injections. Poison to my heart. Addiction for my soul. And I was eating it up with all the desperation of a junkie.
I have lived in Ivan and die in Malina.
I fink it is a femuw. A femuw of a winowcowus ... A a-stinct winocowus.
That was a pygmy marmoset by the way. Just in case you were wondering."
I wheezed. "Thank you oh Walking Monkey Dictionary.
Don't worry Toots, I told ya before, you don't have the right equipment to tempt me but if my tastes ever change from muscle to moobs then I might jump you.
We Slovenians are even better misers than you Scottish. You know how Scotland began? One of us Slovenians was spending too much money, so we put him on a boat and he landed in Scotland.
Moose are the squirrels of Alaska.
Before Nubrevna, it had been Dalmotti. Before Dalmotti, it had been Marstok. For centuries, this peninsula had changed hands, and for centuries, no one had ever fully won - or ever fully lost.
There are worse things than minotaurs at the centre.
Stop it. This is me, remember? We've been thrown up by the same puppies. - Ossin
Kosykh: What the hell ... is there really no one even to talk to? We might as well be living in Australia: no common interests, no solidarity ... Everyone lives separate lives ... But I must go ... it's time. [Takes his cap.] Time is precious. [Gives Lebedev his hand.] I pass!
What's a miffin?"
"Trippy muffin.
I wear not motley in my brain.
Whats up home skillet, biscuit.
Cesky Krumlov, the little jewel box of a city in southern Bohemia.
Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter
Fine. I'm a Skotos (Xypher)
That means what? You have toe jam? (Simone)
happen to know any Russian
out my cigarettes, break each one in half and give them to the Russians. They bow to me and then light the cigarettes. Now red points glow in every face. They comfort me; it looks as though there were little windows in dark village cottages saying that behind them are rooms full of peace. The
mmmmen stink! bossss stink! hungry
the Poor Men of Lyons,
Squirrels, otters, hedgehogs, mice,
Moles with fur like sable,
Gathered in good spirits all,
Round the festive table.
Sit we down to eat and drink.
Friends, before we do, let's think,
Fruit of forest, field and banks,
To the seasons we give thanks.
Mavis' bear sailed through the air in Cassie's room, falling onto the bed. 'What's he in aid of?' 'He's reconnaissance expert. He wouldn't hear of me enterin' potential hostile ground without testin' for fire. Has his sacrifice been in vain?
If life gives you lemons, make mojitos!
Mornin', Mrs. Kyle.
Nevertheless, his moustachios are splendid.
meinstein n. My son, the genius.
Horton, the kangaroo has sent Vlad!' Vlad? I know two Vlads. One is a cute little bunny that brings me cookies. The other is bad Vlad. Which Vlad?' Which one do you think?' Bad Vlad?' Good call.
The untented Kosmos my abode,
I pass, a wilful stranger:
My mistress still the open road
And the bright eyes of danger.
If we hadn't invented them, the Ivans would have.
Described as a "workaholic speed-writing freak" by fellow writers, a "creative writing class drill sergeant" by his writing 'padawans', Voinov is a self-confessed geek and has enlarged his days by 12 secret hours in return for the sacrifice of ten albino virgin pygmy hippos.
I have always admired the Esquimaux (Eskimos). One fine day a delicious meal is cooked for dear old mother, and then she goes walking away over the ice, and doesn't come back.
Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a dweam.
We lost Klimmt, Schiele and Moll
Looking up, Missouri saw a formation of low-flying P-47's on the horizon, heading up the coast from Naples...Sergeant Missouri laughed aloud. "They're sending us the Air Force, Chico, and we made it with a donkey," he said.
I would like a cappuccino," says Linus politely. "Thank you."
"Your name?"
"I'll spell it for you," he says. "Z-W-P-A-E-N
"
"What?" She stares at him, Sharpie in hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. Double F-hyphen-T-J-U-S. It's an unusual name, Linus adds gravely. "It's Dutch.
Zola smills, smuggles, what is that word? What is it, that word for the happy teeth??
Thank you kindly, dear Mole, for all your pains and trouble tonight, and especially for your cleverness this morning!' The
Kaf Mountain Operation.
My father, a Russian translator, wanted to distinguish me by calling me Misha, the Russian diminutive of his name, Michael. My name and work as a writer specialising in the Balkans has created a myth that I have Slavic connections, but actually I am British.
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes.. miwacles.
I am Ragnuk, and I am going to eat you now.
Swedes, we are not - Russians, we do not want to become ... so let us be Finnish.
You're mine, mo duinne ... Mine alone, now and forever ... Aye, I mean to use ye hard, my Sassenach ... I want to own you, to posses you, body and soul. pge 319
Hess laughed. "You know, I thought you were a mousy little thing when I first saw you, Claire, but you're not, are you? Not underneath."
Oh, I am mousy," she said."All this scares the hell out of me. But I don't know what else to do, sir, except try.
Even a mouse bites.
The top seed this weekend is Richard Krajicek,12 a 6'5" Dutchman who wears a tiny white billed hat in the sun and rushes the net like it owes him money and in general plays like a rabid crane.
This is a Steppes horse. Its speed, power, and endurance unparalleled. Do not let size fool you, Dolt. You do not have to be big to be strong. To be feared."
"But it helps." "Your shoulders may be wide, but your mind is very small. Like peanut.
Travels in the Mogul Empire and Manucci's Mogul India.
Motley's the only wear.
Please God, please Knut Hamsun, don't desert me now. I started to write and I wrote:
The time has come, the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes - and ships - and sealing-wax
Of cabbages - and kings -
A molcajete is a stone mortar and pestle from Mexico. They're great for grinding spices and making salsa and guacamole because they give everything a nice coarse and rustic feel. I've never collected anything, but I think I might start collecting these because each one is decorated differently.
Ut laeve is genne pannekook
It's easier to bleed than sweat, Mr. Motes.
The several tribes of Indians inhabiting the regions of the Upper Missouri, and of whom I spoke in my last Letter, are undoubtedly the finest looking, best equipped, and most beautifully costumed of any on the Continent.
Stick." I said in Russian. I had no clue what the word for stake was. I pointed at the silver ring I wore and made a slashing motion. "Stick. where?"
He stared at me in utter confusion and then asked in perfect English, "why are you talking like that?
Soon the Boggy Mun would open up shop. I wore no cloak and had no pockets. I carried my knife and salt in a basket. Little Red Riding Hood, skipping off into the woods. And whom will she meet?
Why, her own self, of course: the wolf.
Whistler,' Manet called. 'How's your mother?