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These Atlantikoinonia. They're human? (Acheron)
What else would they be? Turnips? (Tory)
CALUMNUS, n. A graduate of the School for Scandal.
She might be the best-dressed little girl in her elementary school class, but she was still a Greek. Her parents spoke a foreign language, their food was different, and she looked different from the children she went to school with in Corktown.
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.
Anekico ler aracnia"
~Victory to the spider
"Ki mi ypomonitikosi teleson semerie"
~And today my patience ends
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
NI!
Oh no! Not ni!
This mixture of Polish, not Polish, of being European, gives me a perspective to see Poland through "new eyes" - paradoxically, more closely ... because it's from a kind of distance.
Sisters of the Nigrizia
Well, I'm Czech, but Polish, Czech, no matter, it's my name.
Sorry, is my new Djinn name Mushroom ? Because I don't like being kept in the dark and fed bullshit, David. Just so you know.
Malina looked incredulous. "Are you anything more than a Druid?"
"Of course I am. I own this shop and I play a mean game of chess, and I've been told that I'm a frakkin' Cylon."
"What's a frakkin' Cylon?"
"I don't know, but it sounds really scary when you say it with a Polish Accent.
CLOWN. Fare thee well. Remain thou still in darkness: thou shalt hold the opinion of Pythagoras ere I will allow of thy wits; and fear to kill a woodcock, lest thou dispossess the soul of thy grandam. Fare thee well.
When Paul announced himself in a rather formal way to the secretary, he said simply, "I am Watzlawick." She suspected he was a new psychiatric patient showing up for an appointment at the wrong time, and she interpreted his introduction as, "I am not Slavic.
His Tender Roni.
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
Cherokee's American, Ned. It don't get more American than that.
ORTHODOX, n. An ox wearing the popular religious joke.
Ngari-ngari - literally
Belgian stranger - all
On my mother's side I'm Polish-Jewish, and on my father's side I'm Scottish puffin.
I was born in Wales but I'm not Welsh - I'm English.
You can't read my shorthand because I wrote in Polish.
a fully flowered narcissist.
Speaks cheerful English and in the past has written this language with a paintbrush that talks.
Whoever gulps down wine as a horse gulps down water is called a Scythian.
Is he ... is Dimitri a Strigoi?
Mason hesitated only a moment, like he was afraid to answer me, and then - he nodded.
My heart shattered. My world shattered.
Conceited little mega-puppy.
British. My mother
O lovely O most charming pug Thy gracefull air and heavenly mug ... His noses cast is of the roman He is a very pretty weoman I could not get a rhyme for roman And was obliged to call it weoman.
I speak the password primeval.
When judging modernity, it is all too tempting to take the viewpoint of a twenty-first-century middle-class Westerner. We must not forget the viewpoints of a nineteenth-century Welsh coal miner, Chinese opium addict or Tasmanian Aborigine. Truganini is no less important than Homer Simpson.
A natural! A natural!
A STRANGE MOON WORD
I am Psmith," said the old Etonian reverently. "There is a preliminary P before the name. This, however, is silent. Like the tomb. Compare such words as ptarmigan, psalm, and phthisis.
I'd been declared - over my loud and sustained protests - Pythia, the chief seer of the supernatural world.
My parents got carried away with the letter P when they were naming the kids in our family. There's me, Paula, my sisters Peggy and Patty, and my brother Pjimmy, spelled with a silent P.
RUSSIAN, n. A person with a Caucasian body and a Mongolian soul. A Tartar Emetic.
I came from a tough neighborhood. I used to be a 'dirty Greek.'
Irish as a Paddy's pig.
They've called me a great many things over the years, but my name is Nefarian Serpine.
India Lima Yankee
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.
Veni, vidi, vici. (I came, I saw, I conquered.)
I am proud of being a Greek of the diaspora.
I speak the password primeval; I give the sign of democracy.
Unlike the Jukel, he had not been raised among the Tigani (Gypsies who inhabited eastern Romania). Revered, protected, and educated. He had been born in the wild. The offspring of a werewolf to werewolf mating. A Ruv Bengalo (devilish wolf).
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.
Half-Christian, half-Jewish, a 'cathjew nut',
Niki Behrikis Shanahan
Persian pussy from over the sea demure and lazy and smug and fat none of your ribbons and bells for me ours is the zest of the alley cat
My beautiful Ivey.
Aygi Cycle (4)
Coarse hawthorn
beloved uncle's
memory entwined
among its
gnarled and
armored limbs
copy of
Lolita by
his deathbed
Belladonna, n.: In Italian a beautiful lady; in English a deadly poison. A striking example of the essential identity of the two tongues.
P33- the son of an english lord and an english lady nursed at the breast of kala, the great ape.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
but for mine own part, it was Greek to me.
Mr. Pappadakis smells like Just for Men peroxide dye and eucalyptus foot unguents. He has a face like a catcher's mitt. The whole thing puckers inward, drooping with the memory of some dropped fly ball.
I play Peeta. That's his name. It was given to him by his parents. He comes from a long line of bread. His sister is Rye. And his brother is Whole Wheat.
Loony, Loopy Lupin.
Snarky Snarkerson!
Reuben was the child of Polish-speaking parents.' The Director interrupted himself. 'You know what Polish is, I suppose?' 'A dead language.
The only Aniimal with 2 ii's!
I could ask him anything, and six seconds would pass, and then he would give me a perfect answer, gruffly, almost a growl. He was born in Romania, in a house where, according to him, the geese looked in the windows.
Aitisi nai poroja," replied Veikko, a pleasantry long grown routine, meaning, "Your mother fucks reindeer.
A Polish man bought a zebra for a pet. What does he call the zebra? Spot!
You know, my whole life I've taken pride in the fact that I'm Greek. But I have to say that after you and Artemis, I'm seriously beginning to hate some of my heritage. Is it congenital or is there something else that has made you such a bitch? (Tory)
I feel just like a purple Pikmin.
psychologist Timothy
Alpha of the Vltava Pack. Been around since the Middle fucking Ages. Apparently a baker-of all the sodding things for a fearsome Alpha to be. We are glad we don't have to tell people our Alpha is a motherehumping baker.
Squirrel as in squirrel squirrel?
Polish, Lithuanian, and German - "Dom.
StocktontoMalone
If you wish to make Pythocles honourable, do not add to his honours, but subtract from his desires;
somethingological
Pavel Alexandrovich Romanov,
Donald - ruler Donovan
Will you say it?
"Aleksander"
His grin faded and his grey eyes seemed to flicker.
"Again."
"Aleksander
My childhood name that my father gave me, my mother, my grandmother, grandfather, family and friends all call me T.I.P.
I am Welsh by birth, English by education, and European by nature.
I'm one-fourth Tatar and three-fourths Bashkirian.
I'm a little bit like a turducken: I'm sort of like an Indian person, wrapped in a British person, wrapped in an American kind of thing.
Guru in the Ukraine,
A werewolf. He said the word like he was learning a foreign language and wanted to get the accent right.
You should learn Polish and read Szymborska!
But, for my own part, it was Greek to me.
I am not an Athenian or a Greek, but a citizen of the world.
[As quoted in Plutarch's Of Banishment]
Cwn Annwn," I said. "I think I'm finally pronouncing that right. Welsh. So many letters. So few vowels.
Lawn as white as driven snow; Cyprus black as e'er was crow; Gloves as sweet as damask roses.
Besyn larveth'is!
Do you know the Ai'oan word for heart? he asks.
I shake my head.
"It's py'a." We're so close, his whisper is right in my ear, and his breath warms the side of my neck. "You are my heart, Pia.
I'm Greek, and we're conspiratorial by nature.
Nick as in my former boyfriend Nick. Ex-rat, ex-boyfriend, ex-alive if I ever got hold of him Nick.
Sassicaia from Tuscany,
Carter-headed chicken.
I am one who fights without a knack of hoping confidentlysimply a Scotch-Irishman who will not be conquered.
You should hear what my parents wanted to call me. It was between Brown Rice, Neon Hitch and Z. Ziggurat Zanzibar Zandorf. I'm not joking. Imagine fitting that on my passport!
Magician of Lublin,
I have this typical Ukrainian face. Even people who know my music don't recognize me most of the time, thank God.
In Poland we are all poets, working every day with our seven noun cases and millions of lovely diminutives that no foreigner will ever understand fully.