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H is for Habit, winners make a habit of doing the things losers don't want to do.
Coimhead feara fhear na foighrde.
(Beware the anger of a patient man)
Raveand Rhamnusia, Goddes of Dispyte,' said Lymond acidly. 'I am trying to get you home, vide the shiten shepherd and the clene shepe, with your woolly chops spotless. The only drawback to date is that the bloody sheep is going to have to carry the shepherd, so far as I can see.
SCARAMOUCHE Rafael
R," Elizabeth breathed. "For what? Rheumatism? Retinue? Richard the Third?"
The planchette continued to move, torward the O.
"Romantic? It's going to tell us our husband's name! Or else ... rotund." She paused. "Is it calling us fat?"
W.
"Someone's going to have a row?
All I know is, she's a pounding in my chest that I can't ignore ... hell, that I don't WANT to ignore. [Rhage]
rabid tush patrol
I'm not him, I'm not the turncloak, he died at Winterfell. My name is Reek, It rhymes with freak
Roza. You forgot my first lesson: Don't hesitate.- Dimitri Belikov (Blood Promise)
Ragweed,wild oat,vetch,butcher grastrong>sstrong>strong>sstrong>,invaginate volunteer beanstrong>sstrong>,all headstrong>sstrong> gently nodding in a morning breeze like a mother'strong>sstrong> strong>sstrong>oft hand on your cheek ...
"Sarge, mr. Nurd here is threatening to turn me to jelly."
"really?" said Sarge. "what flavor?
AhthOOn SSyng!" I said. "That's farewell."
"It sounds evil."
"It is," I answered, and we parted.
I'm Razo, a member of Bayern's Own," he said, stopping himself from adding "Loafing is just a hobby of mine."
"Bayern's Own? But you're a child."
Razo looked up to the sky. "I'm not a child, I'm just short.
Okay, listen. From what Shade said, Roag got toasted like a burnt marshmallow. He would have been nearly destroyed, right down to his junk." Wraith grinned. "Which is really fucking funny.
The Danish phenomenon "hygge" is about creating an atmosphere that is warm, relaxed, friendly, close, loving, comfortable and welcoming - a state of feeling connected and loved.
Happy he wh<>ong>oong> f<>ong>oong>rgets what cann<>ong>oong>t be changed.
I am the gaiaphage.
It has been said that we have not had the three R's in America, we had the six R's; remedial readin', remedial 'ritin' and remedial 'rithmetic.
I pulled out Riptide.
You mean your initials are RA-RA?
You seem quite determined to make this as difficult as possible," Lord Rogar growled.
"Didn't you once tell me you enjoyed a challenge?" Rhianna shot back.
Tohr shrugged. "Assuming he's kept the same ones on, they're a total of five. Three cousins. That porn star Zypher - "
Rhage harrumphed at that. Clearly, even though he was now very happily mated, he felt like the race had one, and only one, sex legend - and it was him.
I love you Roza spoken by Dimitri to rose in the book Spirt Bound
Don't stop now," Rehv said. "You've already jumped off the building. The landing isn't getting any softer."
Montrag frowned. "I fail to view this with your kind of levity."
"Who's laughing."
-Rehv & Montrag
People astrong>sstrong>k me if my strong>sstrong>hoestrong>sstrong> were too strong>sstrong>mall when I wastrong>sstrong> a kid and I strong>sstrong>ay it wouldn't matter how fight my strong>sstrong>hoestrong>sstrong> were, I justrong>sstrong>t liked that feeling of them being in there. That'strong>sstrong> how I strong>sstrong>tarted tapping my toestrong>sstrong>.
Razzy was insulting me silently somehow.
I think he probably wants you to play Scrabble with him again,' said Ford, 'he's pointing to the letters.'
'Probably spelt crzjgrdwldiwdc again, I keep on telling him there's only one g in crzjgrdwldiwdc.
Strygalldwir is my name. Conjure with it and I will eat your heart and liver."
"Conjure with it? I can't even pronounce it, and my cirrhosis would give you indigestion.
Na razrusha'ya. E'ya razrushost." (Translation): I am not ruined. I am ruination.
Is that you?" came Shurq's voice from the darkness within.
"Why yes," Bugg said, "it is."
"Liar. You're not you, you're Bugg. Where's Tehol? I need to talk to Tehol.
Woe to any sheep that hunts with wolves - rjs
I vill now destroy de Snickuhs bahs!"-Gazzy
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Reth laughed.
I punched him.
It hurt.
Me, not him, unfortunately.
Rehv cleared his throat. "What book is that?"
The Moor looked up, his almond-shaped eyes focusing with a sharpness Rehv could have done without. "You're awake."
"What book?"
"It's The Shadow Death Lexicon."
"Light reading. And here I thought you were a Candace Bushnell fan.
Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi
Red?" I asked.
"I've decided I'm going to call you Red from now on."
"All right, I'll bite - no pun intended. Why?"
He snickered in a very masculine way and lowered his voice. "'Cause I like the idea of the big bad wolf visiting you and Grandma.
Never ask a question if you don't know the answer.
- Rhett
Stig: 'Of course, she'll sail rings around Wolfswind,'
Hal: 'Then why didn't you tell him that?'
Stig: 'I like my head where it is.
[Razo] knocked, peered inside, then jumped and shut the door, quiet as brushing two feathers together. He smiled at his own stealth, then swaggered right into a chair, banging it against the wall.
You oaf. He cut short his swagger and began to move with exaggerated sneakiness.
Little redcape," he snarled, "when next you bare steel on Shagga son of Dolf, I will chop off your manhood and roast it in the fire."
"What, no goats?" Tyrion said, taking a bite of his cheese.
It'strong>sstrong> a game changer, not a game ender.
this word needs to be reworded ==========
Baghra," Nikolai said, "how are you this evening?"
"Still old and blind," she snarled.
"And charming," Nikolai drawled. "Never forget charming."
"Whelp."
"Hag."
"What do you want, pest?
One other thing, Lestrade," he added, turning round at the door: "'Rache,' is the German for 'revenge;' so don't lose your time looking for Miss Rachel." With which Parthian shot he walked away, leaving the two rivals open-mouthed behind him.
Fu<>rong>rorong> Costas. The Rager. You, my friend, are an imbecile. You could have killed me twenty times, on the Tracks. I'm surprised you're not dead.
Ro shrugs, happily. It's nothing he hasn't heard before, and nothing he doesn't see as a compliment.
howling alternately
Watch your step," said Slash.
Jig stopped, fully expecting to be shot, poisoned, crushed, or maybe all three at the same time. "What is it now?"
Slash pointed to a pile of brown, slimy goo in the center of the tunnel. "Hairball.
R is a velocity measure, defined as a reasonable speed of travel that is consistent with health, mental wellbeing and not being more than say five minutes late. It
Ravn had given me much advice and all of it was good, but now, in the night wind, I remembered just one thing he had said to me on the night we first met, something I had never forgotten.
Never, he had said, never fight Ubba.
If you're going to be an R already, you may as well be 'The Hangover,' and you may as well be as shocking as possible, because that's what delivers the most return.
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Rorschach: Used to come here often, back when we were partners.
Dreiberg: Oh. Uh, yeah ... yeah, those were great times, Rorschach. Great times. Whatever happened to them?
Rorschach: [exiting] You quit.
I wanted to let my conscience go, and see how deep I fall.
I wanted to let the devil take over, and see if I survive.
I love you, Mriga. And for you, I will die.
Tonight.
He curled histrong>sstrong> claw into a fistrong>sstrong>t. "I'd like to strong>sstrong>hove a strong>sstrong>take up that bastrong>sstrong>tard'strong>sstrong> astrong>sstrong>strong>sstrong>."
Adam'strong>sstrong> lip curled. "Remind me not to pistrong>sstrong>strong>sstrong> you off."
The demon raistrong>sstrong>ed histrong>sstrong> brow. "Trustrong>sstrong>t that strong>sstrong>hit, mancy.
He [Riptide] sighed. "I said, 'What are you doing all the way out here?' and you said, 'Hey, sparkling teeth, I totally love three of your claws but not the others, and I wish your nose was a herrig so I could eat it, and also your wings sound like sharks snoring.'"
Tsunami burst out laughing.
Mister Hawe, you come along, not satisfied with ropin
You worry too much, Tuck." "And you not enough, Rhi Bran.
Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
Jesu, Rike, you been gargling rat piss again?
Here Skugg lies snug As a bug in a rug.
Be nat wrooth, my lord, though that I pleye. Ful ofte in game a sooth I have herd seye!
You don't scare me," he added.
"Oh, but I should."
"I'll never be scared by a girl."
"Oh so now you're not only a complete jerk, but your sexist too. Real nice, Radder."
"Thank you," he said, "your offenses mean nothing.
Go away, G. I'm wooing.
A man'strong>sstrong> greatestrong>sstrong>t joy istrong>sstrong> crustrong>sstrong>hing histrong>sstrong> enemiestrong>sstrong>.
At that instant the hag's noisy breathing stopped and with it all other sound. Her eyes opened, showing only whites - milky ovals infinitely eerie in the dark root-tangle of her sharp features and stringy hair. The gray tip of her tongue traveled like a large maggot around her lips.
[...]when everybody starts laughing at Ra's old hair and senility he gets real pissed and when you are a god and you are real pissed there is only one solution, my friends: GENOCIDE.
Aagragaah. It mean lit'rally der time when you see dem little pebbles and you jus' know dere's gonna be a great big landslide on toppa you and it already too late to run. Dat moment, dat's aagragaah.
Say that again said the red gash in the white putty.
I've finished running from you, Redd. It's time for you to run.
Alyss
Radheya has always been a rebel against caste and the social hierarchy,' her mother-in-law said, after a brief pause. 'He has constantly been cruelly reminded that as a sutaputra, he cannot aspire to more than he deserves, but he believes in his own worth.
He wanted to "sarge" with me, as he put it. Sarging is pickup artist jargon for going out to meet women; the term evidently has its origin in the name of one of Ross Jeffries's cats, Sargy. An
Shaselle?"
"What now?" I incredulously exclaimed.
"Do you have plans tomorrow?"
"What?"
"I have a day off duty. We could-"
"No!" I shouted. "What is this?
I'm Queen Rhiannon, but you can call me Queen Rhiannon.
Ruby,
I lied before. I would have run.
- CG
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
O Virgin m<>ong>oong>st h<>ong>oong>ly, n<>ong>oong>ne ab<>ong>oong>unds in the kn<>ong>oong>wledge <>ong>oong>f G<>ong>oong>d except thr<>ong>oong>ugh thee; n<>ong>oong>ne, O M<>ong>oong>ther <>ong>oong>f G<>ong>oong>d, <>ong>oong>btains salvati<>ong>oong>n except thr<>ong>oong>ugh thee, n<>ong>oong>ne receives a gift fr<>ong>oong>m the thr<>ong>oong>ne <>ong>oong>f mercy except thr<>ong>oong>ugh thee.
Across the room was a mirror, and deep down in its silver bubble a single word appeared in green fire and that word was: REDRUM.
With: Go Ferchios off to Allad out of this! An oldsteinsong. He threwed his fit up to his aers, rolled his poligone eyes, snivelled from his snose and blew the guff out of his hornypipe.
Ng Security Industries Semi-Autonomous Guard Unit #A-367 lives in a pleasant black-and-white Metaverse where porterhouse steaks grow on trees, da<>ng>ngng>li<>ng>ngng> at head level from low branches, and blood-drenched Frisbees fly through the crisp, cool air for no reason at all, until you catch them.
Die, enemies of Ra!" Sekhemet yelled. "Perish in agony!"
"She's almost as annoying as you," I told Horus.
"Impossible," Horus said. "No one bests Horus.
Reptilian green the wrinkled throat,
Green as a bough of yew the beard;
He bent his head, and so I smote
Driggs, stop it."
"What?"
"You're trying to get me to talk about my feelings."
"So?"
"So you're not Oprah. Leave me alone.
Allie-Cat? Oh help me Rhonda. He's given me a pet name.
Relationship. R-E-L-A-T-I-O-N-S-H-I-P means this: Really exciting love affair turns into overwhelming nightmare. Sobriety hangs in peril.
O laugh is pr<>ong>oong>per t<>ong>oong> the man.
OUTCASTS! R-R-RUN FOR YOUR LIVES, YOU S-S-SSTUPID H-H-HUMANS!!!
Hear what little Red-Eye saith: Nag, come up and dance with death!
Ravka is grateful for your service," Sturmhond said as they turned to go. "And so is the crown." He waved once. In the late afternoon light, with the sun behind him, he looked less like a privateer and more like... but that was just silly.
Justrong>sstrong>t 'caustrong>sstrong>e strong>sstrong>he'strong>sstrong> farting through strong>sstrong>ilk doestrong>sstrong>n't mean strong>sstrong>he can strong>sstrong>hit on people who don't have any money.
They will be like shadows, they will be like wraiths, gray members of a congregation of nightmare; hark! his long wavering howl ... an aria of fear made audible.
The wolfsong is the sound of the rending you will suffer, in itself a murdering.
Rnesh karr slithis, I hissed back, which was Draconic for eat your own tail, the dragon version of go screw yourself. No extra translation needed.
J..es ... u..s fu ... ck..in.g Ch..ri ... strong>ststrong> Liam! The bed slammed againstrong>ststrong> the wall.
And then, eyes widening in horror, he saw the word REDRUM reflecting dimly from the glass dome, now reflected twice. And he saw that it spelled MURDER. Danny
I want to come all over you. I want to mark you as mine, so that every wolf in the pack knows who you belong to.
- Wolf Shifter Ryker Black
With the fire of acts, Ravana, is Heaven brilliant and Hell aflame.
What's your name?" Scapegrace asked.
"Gerald," said the man.
Scapegrace pondered. Gerald the zombie just didn't have that fear-inducing ring to it. "I'm going to call you Thrasher," he said.
Meanwhile, in the th<>rong>rorong>ne <>rong>rorong>om, Rhea threw an Oscar-worthy tantrum. She screamed and stomped her feet and called K<>rong>rorong>nos all kinds of unflattering names. "RO-O-CCCKY!" she wailed. "NO-O-O-O-O-O-O!
But no, "R." No sleep of the innocent. Not for you. Did you forget? You have blood on your hands. On your lips. On your teeth. Smile for the cameras.
Rew looked like he had put his face up to the sky in a rainstorm of freckles