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Saer is a great big poop, and you shouldn't listen to anything he says," I said, panting just a little.
"Obviously, he was trying to demoralize me."
"Men who are poops demoralize people all the time," I agreed
Ulick Norman Owen.
You wanted to talk to me about SHCH.' Sacred Heart Children's Home, Nelson works out silently. He hates acronyms. Whitcliffe, of course, loves them.
that arrogant bastard Gunther shit-canned the
Some important decisions were made on a battlefield or in a conference room. But others happened quietly, unseen by others. That didn't make the decision any less important to Sazed. He would believe. Not because something had been proven to him beyond his ability to deny. But because he chose to.
AhthOOn SSyng!" I said. "That's farewell."
"It sounds evil."
"It is," I answered, and we parted.
JEAN
I need him like the axe needs the turkey.
HARRINGTON
Don't be vulgar, Jean. Let us be crooked, but never common.
I find it flattering to be compared to Tige
Armus: 'No need for interogation if you'd tell me this earlier.'
Samarga: 'You wouldn't buy it if I gave it away without squeal.
Anya jumped in front of the man, acting as his shield. Now, Sabin. He didn't mean any harm. He's borderline stupid. You know that.
Even Sarren can't take out a whole city of armed, bloodthirsty minions.' He curled a lip in disgust. 'And if he can, then you'll have to excuse me, because at that point I'm going to say the hell with you both, you can chase after Sarren without me.
Ware the cold, human. Ware the ice that grips. The frost that silences.
He killed the king's champion, the Captain of the Guard, Sir Galen. That's who Sareth's sister was in mourning for."
"You're going to tell me it wasn't by poisoning his mead?"
"Single combat."
"We're leaving." I called it from the corridor.
I vill now destroy de Snickuhs bahs!"-Gazzy
The sulker is a complicated creature, giving off messages of deep ambivalence, crying out for help and attention, while at the same time rejecting it should it be offered, wanting to be understood without needing to speak.
So amaze! Such name!
Sssssarah with five s's is
Still two syllablessssss
Savage Sam Tarly, whose sword, Heartsbane, was said to be red from hilt to point after the dozens of Dornishmen he cut down in the course of the Vulture Hunt, as the chase after the Vulture King became known.
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.
Suddenly reminded, she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh- Simon!"
"No, I'm Jace," he said patiently. "Simon is the weaselly little one with the bad haircut and dismal fashion sense.
Aye,Ware is your grandfather, though a more worthless arse I couldn't name.
Got nothing to do with us," I said. "I'm working on a case. You're my trusty sidekick." "Long as I don't have to call you Kemo Sabe." "Ever wonder what that meant?" I said. "I always thought it meant Paleface Motherfucker," Hawk said. "That's probably it," I said.
Sala-manda-strong>stronstrong>, look out here we come,
A thief a warrior and a mole.
Though the quest may take its toll,
We'll march until we reach our goal,
And, anyway it'strong>sstrong> not alwaystrong>sstrong> about fitting in."
"It'strong>sstrong> not?"
"Nope. Sometimestrong>sstrong>, it'strong>sstrong> about reading your environment real quick, and then finding the bitstrong>sstrong> that fit you.
Armenag Saroyan. A good man of whom the worst that anybody was willing to say, was that he was too good for this world.
BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.
Martin Silenus sniffed a jar, found a knife on the sandwich plate, and added great dollops of horseradish to his sandwich. His eyes sparkled with tears as he ate.
Skulduggery? Where's Skulduggery?"
"I'm here," Skulduggery said. "I was beginning to think you were lost to us."
Finbar's mouth twitched into a brief smile. "Sorry. You're not going to get rid of me so easily.
But you pashed Jonah Griggs and he's the leader of the enemy.
Who, or why, or which, or what, Is the Akhond of Swat?
Sidheag, you think like a predator.' The Lady of Kingair glowed in pleasure. 'Thank you very much, Sophronia. What a nice thing to say.
To anyone seeing him but not knowing him, Saul Panzer was nothing but a little guy with a big nose who never quite caught up with his shaving.
Peter Crouch, the Marmite of football.
your uncle Geoffrey.
With Nietzsche, the black pirates' flag appears for the first time on the high sea of German knowledge. (He is) a different man, from a different race, (his,) a new kind of heroism, philosophywith bellicose weapons and armor.
Bubotubers," Professor Sprout told them briskly. "They need squeezing. You will collect the pus - "
"The what?" said Seamus Finnigan, sounding revolted.
"Pus, Finnigan, pus," said Professor Sprout.
Isaac Rothe, Matthias
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.
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.
GILDEROY LOCKHART T
Seduced, shaggy Samson snored. She scissored short. Sorely shorn, Soon shackled slave, Samson sighed, Silently scheming, Sightlessly seeking Some savage, spectacular suicide.
SABLE- A common knitting acronym that stands for Stash Acquisition Beyond Life Expectancy.
Unlike Ronan, Adam's Aglionby jumper was second-hand, but he'd taken great care to be certain it was impeccable. He was slim and tall, with dusty hair unevenly cropped above a fine-boned, tanned face. He was a sepia photograph.
Genghises. Large, angry Genghises.
Safi was sick of dancing. Literally, she felt ill from all the spinning, and her breath - she'd not had a single moment to catch it since ... Merik. Prince Merik. The man who couldn't dress himself properly had turned out to be royalty.
Sam seabury is a fresh new face on the International Market...Jeffery Marsh
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?
Your mother didn't give birth to you," I told hint, "but farted you out of her shrivelled arsehole."
"Frightened or not," Asser said, "you've taken Peredur's silver, so you must fight them now."
"Say one more word, monk," I said, "and I'll cut off your scrawny balls.
Oh, hon, it'strong>sstrong> the little courtestrong>sstrong>iestrong>sstrong> that make life bearable, I find, wouldn't you agree?
I have a feeling you're right, Sherwin.'
'Simon. My name is Simon.
Saw your nicely strung-up slab of bacon." "Don't insult bacon," said Sidheag.
These Outwallers that killed Hector - the Sossag - they were serving a Power of the Wild called Thorn. Aye?"
"Naming calls. But yes." The captain drank.
"So I call him and he comes and I gut him," Tom said. "So?
Sarita's been so busy exercising her brain that she hasn't had time for her heart, the poor thing.
Coach Genghis rather
Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Martell)
It is you!" the man exclaimed. "We thought you weren't coming for another
week!"
"Ashe," Sarene mumbled, "who is this lunatic and what does he want with me?
No sheth an sary'
(No herb shall heal like blood on the steel)
Akroyd!" Sunny cried, a phrase which here means "Roger.
Julian is a very dangerous hunter. One of our best. Second to your father, he is perhaps the most powerful Carpathian alive.
I guess we aren't considering you, Savannah said loyally, truthfully.
I don't want to live with the guilt of mestrong>sstrong>strong>sstrong>ing up strong>sstrong>omeone'strong>sstrong> retirement fund.
Mazda paid little attention to Sartre.
"What's the matter? Afraid that you'll lose to a man? A mere mortal?"
This caught Mazda's attention.
"If you don't come and get me, I'll tell everyone that I beat a god. A giant pussy of a god.
Tyrion: Careful now, Shagga, you've cut him.
Shagga: Dolf fathered warriors, not barbers.
Cogg would suddenly stand stock still. "Listen," he would say. Some feeble quack would be heard from the willow beyond the pond. "That's an easy one to tell. The frog-pippit." Then he would add, As a safety measure, "As I believe they call it in these parts."
Mum, Dad, Fergus... this is Skulduggery Pleasant
hey gallagher girl
I didn't think at all astrong>sstrong> a young child that mustrong>sstrong>ic would be my profestrong>sstrong>strong>sstrong>ion. It wastrong>sstrong> justrong>sstrong>t strong>sstrong>omething that one did along with going to Browniestrong>sstrong> or going to church or going to strong>sstrong>chool or anything elstrong>sstrong>e that one did in strong>sstrong>ort of one'strong>sstrong> very young life.
The truth istrong>sstrong>," I strong>sstrong>ay, "he'strong>sstrong> having my baby. It'strong>sstrong> a medical miracle. Someone call the newstrong>sstrong>paperstrong>sstrong>.
They had me taking the fall for the raid, Mr. Crawford. For Evelda Drumgo's death, all of it. They were like hyenas and then suddenly it stopped and they slunk away. Something drove them off." "Maybe you have an angel, Starling." "Maybe I do. What did it cost you, Mr. Crawford?
Mr. Mum's Rudesheimer
And the church of St. Geryon
Are the two things alone
That deserve to be known
In the body-and-soul-stinking town of Cologne.
commander like this one. Ser
A most malicious cough
Reading Alan Zweibel makes me laugh out loud. And yet it is not a particularly funny name.
i knew him, Horatio
Mort Sahl, while attending a preview of Otto Preminger's film Exodus, stood up and called out, Otto, let my people go!
Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
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The first dog I ever had was called Prince. I called him after the Black Prince. You know, the fellow who ... '
'Massacred all the women and children in Limoges.'
'I don't remember that.'
'The history books gloss it over.
You really turning mercenary on your favorite older brother? (Dev)
No. I would never do that to Alain. (Aimee)
Ouch! Bearswan got 'tude. (Dev)
Gilderoy Lockhart
prestidigitator,
Don't kid yourself munster
I don't know. That was typical Sajaki; like all the genuinely clever people Sylveste had met he knew better than to feign understanding where none existed.
Adagio Tilburg and an Icy Sick Majumder Melon
Betrayed Together : The Whole Holocaust.
I am Smarter : I Survived The Second Holocaust.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Religion of Blue Circle
Babaji
Michael Andreas Helmuth Ende
Jan Goossens
September 6, 2016
The stiff-backed prig, with his dandified airs and West End swagger.
Stefan G. Bucher is a man possessed.
Sam doesn't hesitate for a minute.
'You say, Mr and Mrs Tavish, you're making me feel inferior. Do you really think I'm inferior or is it just in my mind?
Westside Hochdeutsch mafia, biggest of the big, construction, savings and loans, untaxed billions stashed under an Alp someplace, technically Jewish but wants to be a Nazi, becomes exercised often to the point of violence at those who forget to spell his name with two n's. What's he to you?
I could hardly see him in the darkness, but knew he wore a leather jerkin and had a sword at his side. The rest of us were in leather and mail, had helmets, and carried shields, axes, swords, or spears. Tonight we would kill. Sihtric,
A miscreant with coiffed, scented hair, a slender waist, the hips of a woman and the chest of a Prussian officer, with a finely tied cravat, by all girls admired. ~ [introduction of character Montparnasse]
Sorcha," he whispered, and realized that he had called her so a moment before. Now, that was odd; no wonder she had been surprised. It was her name in the Gaelic, but he never called her by it. He liked the strangeness of her, the Englishness. She was his Claire, his Sassenach.
Sidheag could be quite crass, the result of having been raised by men, or Scots, or soldiers, or werewolves, or all four.
What? Is that boy crazy?"
"Most young men his age are somewhat crazy, I think," Sazed said with a smile. "However, this is hardly unexpected. Haven't you noticed how he stares at you when you enter a room?"
"I thought he was just creepy.
Werle: "I believe there is no one in the world you detest as you do me."
Gregers: "I have seen you at too close quarters.
People used to think I was just a shouty comic but I was doing stuff about Sartre.
A gun is not a weapon," Einar once said to Sig. "It's and answer...
This is my cousin, by the way. I dare say you know of him. He is very wicked and kills people in duels. Vidal, this is Frederick.' His
Expected, well suited to Germany's guerrilla
Perry Johansson.
He was a dandy with on eear cocked, a gleam on his claw and a glint in his eye. He sauntered through the market square elegant and tattered, admired and cursed: a highwayman, a gentleman thief. His name was Taggle, for the three kittens had been Raggle, Taggle, and Bone.
A Jew, crossing the street, bumped into an anti-Semite. "Swine!" bellowed the paskudnyak. "Goldberg," said the Jew, bowing.
Syd always gets in there.