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I kan noght parfitly my Paternoster as the preest it syngeth,But I kan rymes of Robyn Hood and Randolf Erl of Chestre.
Shut it, Duchess
Guilliame came to talk to him, since they were the same rank.
'Lamen. That's an unusual name.'
'It's Patran,' said Damen.
'You speak very good Akielon,' he said, loudly and slowly.
'Thank you,' said Damen.
You're my Aslan.
Uncle Jeb," we croaked in surprise. "You found us."
"Well, now," he said, and his gruff voice brought back a hundred memories. "Well, now, here's a pickle.
Curran.
"You're taking a nap? Come on Kate, I need you for this fight, Stop lying around."
You sonovabitch. I rolled to my feet and grabbed my sword. "You must think you're funny.
The best way to spell victory? K-I-L-L.
This is my empire, Uriang-Khadai. I will not be made to leave. Ready the tumans for battle, Orlok. I will face my enemies and I will destroy them.
What's that sticky stuff called?
Basta: Duct tape.
Yes, duct tape. I love duct tape.
Laurent said, 'What do you think of Jord?'
'I like him,' said Damen. 'You should be pleased with him. He was the right choice for Captain.'
There was an unhurried pause. Aside from the sounds Damen made when he picked up a vambrace, the tent was quiet.
'No,' said Laurent. 'You were.
This is Rilke. I wish I had written it for you.
Rat-a-tat-tat."
"Quack."Quack-- Kate Angell
Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow,
Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow.
None has ever caught him yet, for Tom, he is the Master:
His songs are stronger songs, and his feet are faster.
SCARAMOUCHE Rafael
CRATEL is a center with a two-fold mission - to explore technology as an expressive element and to use technology to bridge gaps between diverse groups of people.
I'm no longer your concern." "You've been my concern ever since you were six years old, come to fort up with me. You're in my blood, Lael - a forever and endurin' part of me!
We have a name," said Jace. "Magnes B-"
"Shut up." Alec hissed, thwacking Jace with his closed menu. Jace looked injured.
"Jesus," he rubbed his arm. "What's your problem?
Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!
Why must I have the Piglet?' 'Because you are the best.' 'I do not understand.' 'Teach him.' 'And who teaches me?' ' As an officer, my lord, you will have many men under your command and not all will be gifted. You must learn to use each man to his best advantage ...
BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.
Quick: noise made by a dyslexic duck
We know that something isn't right with you and Jace. You're both too strong, too fast, and Kale - dude, you keep sniffing the wind like a lost puppy that can turn into a Rottweiler at the first sign of trouble.
Haste to thie kiste, thie onlie dortoure bedde.Cale, as the claie whiche will gre on thie hedde,Is Charitie and Love aminge highe elves;Knightis and Barons live for pleasure and themselves.
The poor old Duke [of Wellington]! What shall I say of him? To be sure he was born in Ireland, but being born in a stable does not make a man a horse.
Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter
West, pull your head out of your easel. Boxner
Ut laeve is genne pannekook
Perhaps you'd care for a synonym bun, suggested the duke.
A knight can fight. As you well know, I fight about as well as a pillow."
"That's an insult to pillows. At least they can take a beating.
As the last Seelie left the hall, Roiben, self-declared King of the Unseelie Court, nearly fell into his throne. Kaye tried to smile at him, but he was not looking at her. He was staring out across the brugh with eyes the color of falling ash.
Corny had not stopped laughing.
The personal appearance of the Great Kaan, Lord of Lords, whose name is Cublay, is such as I shall now tell you.
My mother named me Knight because she needed one.
Mike Jack. Who's bad? Aint on my period, but I got a new pad.
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
Hear me now, o thou bleak and unbearable world
Thou art base and debauched as can be.
And a knight with his banners all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee
Jazon and Mical. What kind of mother misspelled her kids' names on purpose?
Aral the Jack, formerly the noble Aral Kingslayer, is the best kind of hero.
A Gentle Knight was pricking on the plaine.
- I can make Skell laugh if I really have to, but I have to take off one of his boots first.
- That went by just a little fast, Torl.
- It's terribly hard to tickle the bottom of a man's foot when he's wearing boots, commander.
You wanted to show us ... a battle droid? The most incompetent droid soldier in the history of both the Republic and the Empire. A mechanical comedy of errors.
We cannot come to honour under Coverlet.
Gundhrold's head lowered until his massive beak was only inches away from Amos's nose. "I am a son of the desert. This was once my home - the home of all my kind. I know every crag, every slope, every crick and hollow-"
Amos rolled his eyes. "Every blatherin' speck o' sand?
Ven mazel kumt, shtelt im a shtul. When mazel comes, pull up a chair for it. (p. 292)
You may have caught my heart before but not my name. Lynch Katlan.
coltish-looking,
You have another choice, though," Prince Baelor said quietly. "Whether it is a better choice or a worse one, I cannot say, but I remind you that any knight accused of a crime has the right to demand trial by combat. So I ask you once again, Ser Duncan the Tall - how good a knight are you? Truly?
Squeej? What kind of name was that for a pilot?
You have to tell him 'go toodles, Bits, go toodles for momma,'" I said, pitching my voice high in imitation, "or else he won't go." Blane looked at me. "I'm not doing that," he said flatly. "But then he'll go on the bed," I protested. "How about I just point my gun at him," he deadpanned.
How do you call among you the little mouse, the mouse that jumps?" Paul asked, remembering the pop-hop of motion at Tuono Basin. He illustrated with one hand. A chuckle sounded through the troop. "We call that one muad'dib," Stilgar said. Jessica
A low whistle behind him as Alucard appeared at the entrance.
'Picking out a gift?' asked the captain.
'No.'
'Good, then take this'. He dropped a ring into Kell's hand.
Kell frowned. 'I'm flattered, but I think you're asking the wrong brother.
I've got a fight in fourty-five minutes, Pidge. I want you there.
Kaltain Rompier had just turned the tide of this war.
Dorian had never been more ashamed of himself.
He should have been better. Should have seen better. They all should have.
Sir Seretse Khama,
Ready when you are Sergeant Pempbry.
GILDEROY LOCKHART T
The rhyme pad was a spell book - it summoned asphalt elementals, elder gods, and weeping ancestors, all of whom had your back.
Semmelweis reflex. They
limerick?" asked
Behold Akar Kessell, the Tyrant of Icewind Dale!" he cried. "People of Ten-Towns, your master has come!" "Your words are a bit premature - " Cassius began, but Kessell cut him short with a frenzied scream. "Never interrupt me!" the wizard shouted,
Do not enforce the tired wolf
Dragging his infected wound homeward
To sit tonight with the warm children
Naming the pretty kings of France.
Bogdan screamed as Lada - Ladislav, now five, refused to answer to her full name - bit down on his thigh. He punched her. She bit harder, and he cried for help.
"If she wants to eat your leg, she is allowed," the nurse said. "Quit screaming or I will let her eat your supper, too.
O honorable strumpet
Fenwick, sitting down to
My older brother, Lucas, is twenty and away at college."
"Those are pretty normal names."
"Normal?"
"No Chets or Wellingtons or anything."
He raises one eyebrow. "Do you know any Wellingtons?"
"Of course not, but you probably do."
"No, actually I don't.
Hermann Buhl with K2. First
cudgel! That's worth thy trouble,
He's a filler," Cammie says with more conviction than a suicide bomber.
"What does that mean?" I am studying the menu, contemplating an almond croissant.
"You know - stuff something into your heart quickly to stop it from cracking open ... from
bleeding out ...
The German stared at me, a combination of fatigue and frustration. But I understood.
His eyes on the potato said, Emilia, I'm hungry.
The dried blood on his shirt said, Emilia, I'm injured.
But the way he clutched his pack told me the most.
Emilia, don't touch this.
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...
Kale, jackass. His name is Kale, I snapped. Someone had joined the line behind Dad. The woman made an irritated noise of disapproval at my choice of wording and covered her small son's ears.
Great. Now I was corrupting children.
The desperate resilience,the annoyed flamboyance;his personable passivity and his phobic aggressiveness; all trapped in the clever wrinkles of his fingers, the hard unsociable cast of his knuckles, the safe hopelessness of the pads.
Ser Barristan Selmy raised his pale blue from the table and said, 'Your Grace, ther is honor in facing an enemy on the battlefield, but none in killing him in his mother's womb. Forgive me, but I must stannd with Lord Eddard.
I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?"
"A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus.
I do not believe that the Duke will find those terms acceptable. Might I convince you to reconsider - "
"Dear God, go faul yourself, you self-important gecko!
Gilderoy Lockhart
Ivan Lendl is a robot, a solitary, mechanical man who lives with his dogs behind towering walls at his estate in Connecticut. A man who so badly wants to have a more human image that he's having surgery to remove the bolts from his neck.
Piglet," Bishop Wulfheard said in a scornful tone. I stared at him, then held up a hand to check Merewalh, who was about to leave the hall. "Maybe we don't need a piglet," I said slowly, as if an idea was just coming to me. "Why waste a baby pig when there's a bishop available?" Wulfheard fled.
the austringer, the solitary trainer of goshawks and sparrowhawks, has had a pretty terrible press.
P - Jamie!" I called.
He waded back toward me. "I'm starting to think my name is Pajamie."
"Your name should be Pajerky. You said it wasn't deep."
"Pajerky?" He gave me a skeptical look. "That's Pathetic."
"We'll see how smug you are once I'm on dry land.
Obviously a fake Kyp. You distract him. I'll shoot him under the table.
Han (to Leia)
This is Huntress placing Panta four-five, four-six on battle stations, I repeat battle stations, time one-two-four-one. Authenticate hotel romeo, all parties acknowledge with initials.
Wats yr typ?
people who can spell
pocket. "Tanner," Nathaniel
Less of a Galahad than a Lancelot, thought Archer. A flawed knight in a flawed world, unstable yet unyielding.
This is Sumarbrander, the Sword of Summer... and it is about to kick your collective butts."
"Thank you," said the sword.
Sam made a squeaking noise.
Cake," said Mma Ramotswe quickly. "That is Mr J.L.B. Matekoni's great weakness. He cannot help himself when it comes to cake. He can be manipulated very easily if he has a plate of cake in his hand.
boron - boro
Hail to the Victorious Parasol!
The Lord of Rags and Tatters.
You killed my pappy," said the youth, "and my pappy's pappy. And his pappy's pappy. And my brothers Jethro, Hank, Hoss, Red, Peregrine, Marsh, Junior, Dizzy, Luke, Peregrine, George and all the others. I'm callin' you out, lawman.
You peasant swain! You whoreson malt-horse drudge!
Lord Rodrik Harlaw was neither fat nor slim; neither tall nor short; neither ugly nor handsome. His hair was brown, as were his eyes, though the short, neat beard he favored had gone grey. All in all, he was an ordinary man, distinguished only by his love of written words.
Kami, do you have a weapon?"
"No, I do not have a fucking weapon!" Kami screamed over her shoulder. "Do you really think I'd risk going to jail for that Mexican whore?"
"Puerto Rican," Hawk muttered,rolling his eyes.
"Shut up, Gorbachev!
To ... to ... What the heck to call a duke who 'comes a monk?"
"Brother?" Colin ventured.
Will shook his head. "A bit too familiar. How 'bout BrotherYourGrace?"
"Got it," Colin exclaimed. "Your Celibacy. Get it? Your Celibacy.
Beate the dog before the Lyon.
In Memoriam, Louis Anglesey, Earl of Upnor, finest swordsman in England, beaten to death with a stick by an Irishman.
Yorda...that's your name?
Names are important," she said, twirling the cord. "Mine is Ojka, and I have orders to keep you out." Beyond the doors, Kell let out a scream of frustration, a sob of pain. "My name is Lila Bard," she answered, drawing her favorite knife, "and I don't give a damn." Ojka
Captain Phasma. Remember me?" He moved his weapon slightly. "Here's my blaster, ya still wanna inspect it?" Phasma held on to her dignity. "Yes, I remember you. FN-2187." Finn shook his head curtly. "Not anymore. My name is Finn. A real name for a real person. And I'm in charge now.
A few metres ahead, a young soldier with a belly wound was pleading in Russian. Peter couldn't understand any of it - except of course the one word that was the same in German. 'Mama...