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His Tender Roni.
Frances is a diamond, passed from filthy paw to paw but never diminished. The men who handle her can leave no mark because her worth is far above them. (page 361)
us. The little shit really digs Celia here. Been seein' her
Lyon is full of temperamental gourmets, eternally engaged in a never-ending search for that imaginary, perfect, unknown little back-street bistro, where one can dine in the style of Louis XIV for the price of a pack of peanuts.
-Fiona, this is my mate, Frank Begbie. Or Franco. Or Beggars. Or the Beggar Boy. Or the Generalissmo. Or Psychotic Bullying Prick.
Maid Marion, who said to Robin Hood, I will not live in a house with a Little John. Never got a dinner!
[Myrnin to Claire about their costumes of Pierrot and Harlequin, respectively]
"Don't they teach you anything in your schools?"
"Not about this."
"Pity. I suppose that's what comes of your main education flowing from Google.
Marie Laurencin.
Genevieve has a secret admirer waiting for her outside reported Annabelle.
We think he's a prince Grace added.
Or maybe a cutthroat finished Charlotte.
Oliver: You turned me down. So why, I wonder, did you decide Amelie would be a better choice?
Claire: She smells better. And she made me cookies.
Luc moved to the center of the floor. I don't have all day, guys. I have things to do. A nap I want to take this afternoon. There's a new movie out on Netflix I want to watch, and a goddamn coupon for a free Whopper Jr. that's calling my name.
Patrice O'Neal is the best comic I ever saw.
I want what Claire has with Jessie.
Have you ever been to Paris before?" I asked Kylian.
"No, though from what I've seen, I'm sure it's worth a trip. And even with what little I saw I think it's quite fitting for you to be the Patroness of Paris. You're like Paris and Paris is like you."
"Noisy?"
"A mystery.
I love you, and you're the measure of my wrath.
Declan.
He is Monroe's son." I pointed at Ren. "And he's your best hope to win this war." "He's what?" Shay's voice was dead quiet. I'm what?" Ren kept his own voice to a whisper, but the look he'd thrown me was a bit alarmed.
-Am I allowed to call you Grayson, or have you assumed a new identity as well?
-He's Frank.
the Poor Men of Lyons,
Here comes Monseiur Le Beau.
Rosalind: With his mouth full of news.
Celia: Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young.
Rosalind: Then shall we be news-crammed.
Celia: All the better; we shall be the more marketable.
When I come home, I'm just Maisie, and everywhere I go, I'm just Maisie!
My friends call me Wrath," says Raffe. "My enemies call me Please Have Mercy. What's your name, soldier boy?
Paris, the FedEx deliveryman of Pleasure and Fatality.
Quoyle saw his life might be spent in the company of dynasitc dogs named Warren.
Stay with me always, my sweet, my love . . . my Claire.
Bon chance, mon ami, Dante called softly.
Levet allowed himself a small smile. A vampire who could speak French. He couldn't be all bad.
Raoul: Age and treachery!
Neal: Youth and skill!
The hands of Yves Saint Laurent are something really important - two real characters on their own.
psychologist Timothy
Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, Music.
Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant
It's a new era at the Chateau." Antoine said with a wry smile. "Never thought I'd have a wolf shifter here as a guest."
"Never thought we'd have a gargoyle rock star." Cameron nodded at Dante.
Who are you calling?" (claire) Pizza hut" (shane) Loser" (claire)
There's no other like Leo.
Zach. You can only call me Mr. Quinn when you're angry.
I have a name," I grumped, my stomach pinching me harder.
"Yes, but it has no pizzazz. Ra-a-a-a-chel. Rach-e-e-e-eel," he said, trying it out in different ways. "No one will tremble in terror at that. Oh my God!" he said in a high falsetto. "It's Rachel! Run! Hide!
Up rose Robin Hood
We do not precisely enjoy liberty at the Figaro. M. de Latouche, our worthy director (ah! you should know the fellow), is always hanging over us, cutting, pruning, right or wrong, imposing upon us his whims, his aberrations, his fancies, and we have to write as he bids ...
Let me be frank even though I'm Vincent and prefer to be called V.
They see my fingers, they run. Dominique. Alicia. Penny.
They see my fingers, they want their hair pulled. Alex. Renee. Kristin.
Gerard is an open-minded and passionate man. I am the opposite: stubborn and stupid. But sometimes stupid behaviour makes you win.
Storm. I shall call her Storm.
Bonzo, he pre-cise. He so careful, he piss on a plate and never splash.
She's a serial kisser. I think her parents are French.
On to some juicy French philosophical sex-killing murder-suicide cannibal thing. You?"
"Still the controversial Hungarian breast-cancer radioactive seed implant treatment thing. I adore you."
"Je t'adore aussi. Call me. Bye."
"Bye.
Trust me, if I was going to leave Dan for anyone, it would be Mark," Violet barks,
Grace began to understand. "I have friends," she protested. "I have Zaddie."
"Zaddie is just a little colored girl," Mary-Love pointed out. "It's all right to play with Zaddie, but she's not your real friend. John Robert can be your real little friend.
Alain-Fournier is
'Seanan McGuire' is my real name; if I'm being silly and third-person about it, she's a frequently cranky, foul-mouthed Disney Princess on vacation in the real world, where she studies diseases, cuddles reptiles, watches lots of horror movies, and goes to as many corn fields as possible.
Gabriel, Michael, Raphael.
new personality who dis
Farewell Gaultier!! Preteporte will miss you! 4 ever
They're from France, Ruby said, Vogue magazine. They only speak French except for fuck you.
The truth is, Pierre - " "Percy.
A 'T' for Tess, a 'T' for Toby.
Madeline Reynolds
Previously, when I began to write this tale, I set out by saying that Mlle. Claude was a whore. She is a whore, of course, and I'm not trying to deny it, but what I say now is
if Mlle. Claude is a whore then what name shall I find for the other women I know?
It's one thing to ask your bank manager for an overdraft to buy 500 begonias for the borders in Haslemere, but quite another to seek financial succour to avail oneself of the 5-2 they're offering on lie de Bourbon for the St Leger.
what you recall this Dylan
Egg-sucking son of a porcupine!
Fransisco, what's the most depraved type of human being?
-The man without purpose.
Rene looked at Grendel. "What in the world is that?"
"That's our mutant attack poodle," I told her.
"Is he chewing on a gun?
What contemptible scoundrel has stolen the cork to my lunch?
What contemptible scoundrel stole the cork from my lunch?
Le Marais?'
'It's a little district in the centre of Paris. It is full of cobbled streets and teetering apartment blocks and gay men and orthodox Jews and women of a certain age who once looked like Brigitte Bardot. It's the only place to stay.
MEG (to Dante, the vampire):Vampires aren't as cool as I expected them to be. In romance novels, vampires are all dark and broody and sexy. In real life, you talk an awful lot about stocks.
Pam: Claude, the mouthwateringly beautiful asshole?
If you could have anything, Dante, anything at all, what would it be? She slurs.
Her. I want Charlie.
I'm jus a shadow on the floor wi' out ye, Genevieve.
I'm afraid Pierre finds me lacking. (Gabrielle)
If he's stupid enough to let me know, he'll find his face lacking a nose. (Carlos)
Figures you'd be a fire demon."
"It's what makes me so hot." He arched a brow and she snorted.
"Idiot."
-Ysabel & Remy
I will be Chateaubriand or nothing.
I'm not a violent man."
Joshua, Jerico and Evan choked dramatically and began coughing.
Remy snorted. "And if you believe that, Saria, I've got a sinkhole I can sell you for farmland."
"You're not helping my cause," Drake complained.
"Ignore them. I always do," Saria advised.
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.
PIerre tried to work up a stormy heart of romantic loss about breaking up with Rebecca. It gave him license to drink and brood with hard eyes, which he found interesting.
This man accepted everything, excused everything, forgave everything, blessed everything, welcomed everything, and asked of Providence, of men, of justice, of society, of nature, of the world, one thing only - that Cosette love him!
Maybe Louis does have a golden willy.
Avaunt, you cullions!
Artemis the bitch goddess. You know her. She's the one who stole your soul. (Simi)
She didn't steal it. (Gallagher)
Of course she did. She steals everything. (Simi)
Hello, Jean-Claude," I said. "Greetings, ma petite," he said. His voice was like fur, rich, soft, vaguely obscene, as if just talking to him was something dirty. Maybe it was. "Don't call me ma petite," I said. He smiled slightly, not a hint of fang. "As you like.
French zombie chauffeur.
One day McKenna got hot enough
My name is Louie, but they call me Tony!
You're tearin' my guts out, Claire.
And Clare, always Clare.
Megs to Jules "Go get your apagasms.
Madame Michel has the elegance of the hedgehog: on the outside she is covered in quills, a real fortress, but my gut feeling is that on the inside, she has the same simple refinement as the hedgehog: a deceptively indolent little creature, fiercely solitary
and terrible elegant.
I am thrilled to be modelling the debut collection of Always Aliza. Janet Reger was such an iconic brand throughout my modelling career, and it feels great to now be modelling her daughter's range for JD Williams almost forty years on.
six black Cordelias
Curran is the Beast Lord. Tremble.
Frankly, I wonder who Frank was, and why he has an adverb all to himself.
Stop playing with your food.
Laurent to James
Armand keeps the island of Manhattan safe for them - Louis, Armand, and two young blood drinkers, Benjamin and Sybelle, and whoever else joins them in their palatial digs on the Upper East Side.
Hey! Don't drink from my drink!"
He replaced the glass on the table and looked at her. "Why?"
"It's my drink!"
"Yes. And?"
"You can't drink my drink!"
"And why not?"
"Because it's my drink."
He sighed her name, "Leah."
She mimicked his sigh sarcastically. "Lucien.
Tristan, one of the planets orbiting the sun that is Cassidy Sloane,
Though a good cop, Luc Claudel has the patience of a firecracker, the sensitivity of Vlad the Impaler, and a persistent skepticism as to the value of forensic anthropology.
Snappy dresser, though.
Ma-niac, Ma-niac
He's so cool
Ma-niac, Ma-niac
Don't go to school
Runs all night
Runs all right
Ma-niac, Ma-niac
Kissed a bull!
(Dylan air - gross)
Harlow's monkeys,
The motorcycle black madonna Two wheeled gypsy queen.
Dante, this
is Annabelle."
No. No way. That name is
reserved for females with grace
and elegance, not this girl. This girl
is ... beastly. "Annabelle," I say.
"It suits you.