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Davos is my university.
Colchester, Ash, my captain, staking my body with his cock like a conqueror, like a king.
That no one, no one at all, should try to search into himself! But the wallet of the person in front is carefully kept in view.
[Lat., Ut nemo in sese tentat descendere, nemo!
Sed praecedenti spectatur mantica tergo.]
stomata. The guard
A seashell should be the crest of England, not only because it represents a power built on the waves, but also the hard finish ofthe men. The Englishman is finished like a cowry or a murex.
I'm from Southampton.
Charlie ... " Silena's eyes were a million miles away. "See Charlie.
Do not pursue with the terrible scourge him who deserves a slight whip.
[Lat., Ne scutica dignum horribili sectere flagello.]
Someday we'll meet in Lvov, my love and I.
Julian of Norwich,
Uncle Pumblechook: a large hard-breathing middle-aged slow man, with a mouth like a fish, dull staring eyes, and sandy hair standing upright on his head, so that he looked as if he had just been all but choked, and had that moment come to.
Yorkshire is so much part of me.
It's called Seflish, which is fitting
Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter
Peter Crouch, the Marmite of football.
Sassenach. He had called me that from the first; the Gaelic word for outlander, a stranger. An Englishman. First in jest, then in affection.
Svensson is renovating his ruin.
In many ways, the cycle of violence in Silo Eighteen was no different than what took place elsewhere. Beyond being more severe, it was the same waxing and waning of the mobs, of each generation revolting against the last, a fifteen-to-twenty-year cycle of bloody upheaval. Victor
'But no name?,
'No, Guido. But I'll keep
Pure herring oil is the port wine of English cats
Me and Mike, ve vork in mine,
Holy shit, ve have good time.
Vunce a veek ve get our pay,
Holy shit, no vork next day.
Stuart Davises he
Where do you live?"
"In the hearts of men," Sullivan said.
By the way, I have a bone to pick with you." Esperetta
"Only one?" Velkan
"At the moment." Esperetta
"Then I can't wait to hear it." Velkan
"'Bram' and 'Stoker'?" Esperetta
"It was fitting, I thought." Velkan
to hear of the new house that Sam Hochstetler,
Samassi Abou don't speak the English too good.
Sandstorm's sweet scent all around him.
Verranica, I will never leave you.
When the steede is stolne, shut the stable durre.
Silvestre has had the whites of the goal in his eyes ever since ...
BRABANTIO Humbly I thank your grace. Here is the man, this Moor; whom now, it seems, Your special mandate for the state affairs Hath hither brought. DUKE and SENATORS We
What is your name?" asked Lear.
Caius," said Kent.
And whence do you hail?"
From Bonking, sire."
Well, yes, lad, as do we all," said Lear, "but from what town?
it the bloody-brinjal-and-bugger-all. Which is
Lvov is a city like New York City in America. New York City, in truth, was designed on the model of Lvov.
Portugal is a high hill with a white watch tower on it flying signal flags. It is apparently inhabited by one man who lives in a long row of yellow houses with red roofs, and populated by sheep who do grand acts of balancing on the side of the hill.
Verily there is nothing in all Europe so beautiful as Valldemosa.
King Offa's dyke,
Velma you says? No Velma heah, brother. No hooch, no gals, no nothing. Jes' the scram, white boy, jes' the scram.
Sherlock Holmes In
Whose house is that, Constable?
By cool Siloam's shady rill How sweet the lily grows!
I love Shillington not as one loves Capri or New York, because they are special, but as one loves one's own body and consciousness, because they are synonymous with being.
Toad's ancestral home, won back by matchless valour, consummate strategy, and a proper handling of sticks.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
Sai-Liber is my family name.Much like Wayfairer.You may call me Tetraphrimaportacheeq.It is much simpler."
To who? I'd barely got it out the first time.
Moorcroft with a small pasture
The Huddersfield that I like best is a large town with a big heart and an open mind.
CASTLES IN THE AIR Laurie
The sibilant s is the most difficult sound to correct.
Fluke me, Murdstone.
NICOLE CULLEN Long Tom Lookout
I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam ceu chelidon - O swallow swallow
Cesky Krumlov, the little jewel box of a city in southern Bohemia.
I that in heill wes and gladnes Am trublit now with gret seiknes And feblit with infermite: Timor Mortis conturbat me.* * Fear of Death troubles me.
Salinas for the alkali which was white as salt.
meinstein n. My son, the genius.
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.
your uncle Geoffrey.
I grew up Windlesham in Surrey, which is a beautiful and quaint village.
lagophthalmos - a
London, ... like a bowl of viscid human fluid, boils sullenly over the rim of its encircling hills and slops messily into the home counties.
The House shewes the owner.
Darkening sea full of stirred silt and clouds of minute
Did you ever hear of a place called Sphoe?
Succotash my cocker spaniel, you fudging crevasse-hole dipshiitake!
Saumensch, du dreckiges - it's about time!
Spahn and Sain and pray for rain,
The lord whose is the oracle at Delphoi neither utters nor hides his meaning, but shows it by a sign.
The Sibyl, with raving lips uttering things mirthless, unbedizened, and unperfumed, reaches over a thousand years with her voice, thanks to the god in her.
Neil Sullivan has stopped absolutely everything have thrown at him ... Wimbledon 1, Manchester United 1.
London November 1912 Heather Farm Grasmere Westmorland Dear Tilly, I hope you and your sister
This is Rilke. I wish I had written it for you.
Easy there, Smurfette.
Bergulme. Elsbeere. Hagebuche. Efeu. Scots elm. Service tree. Hornbeam.
Venice the peaceful demands Venice the just.
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.
You never tire of the moor. You cannot think the wonderful secrets which it contains. It is so vast, and so barren, and so mysterious.
My beautiful, my own
My only Venice-this is breath! Thy breeze
Thine Adrian sea-breeze, how it fans my face!
Thy very winds feel native to my veins,
And cool them into calmness!
Vespers In which the rest of the abbey is visited, William comes to some conclusions about Adelmo's death, there is a conversation with the brother glazier about glasses for reading and about phantoms for those who seek to read too much. At
12 Arnold Grove, Merseyside.
The rain battered the cottage. Valkyrie risked a look up at Skulduggery.
"What is it?" she whispered.
"It's a box," he whispered back.
"What kind of box?"
"A wooden one."
She gave him a look.
Suffolk has something more than the coziness of Kent and Surrey. There is a hint of wildness in its tamed beauty, and the tang of the North Sea is never far away.
the only true saviours are german
Fucking Magnus DuCane. I'd
Kaka' (literally, paternal uncle).
Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne.
Aunt Hilda,' Violet
By August 2008, we had left Voikovskaya and moved into a wooden dacha in the artists' colony of Sokol in north-west Moscow. The house was a haven amid the madness of the city: lily of the valley grew near our front gate, Virginia creeper decked the green picket fence.
Salva shouldered his way through the crowd until he was standing in front of the list. He raised his head slowly and began reading through the names. There it was. Salva Dut - Rochester, New York. Salva was going to New York. He was going to America!
VW used to mean FAHRVERGNUGEN and now it's FARFROMUNION!
Birgit Von Schondorf
Six biscuits, crow, hydrant!
Somerset is where I call home, and where I feel most myself.
The town of GUILDFORD, which (taken with its environs) I, who have seen so many, many towns, think the prettiest, and, taken all together, the most agreeable and most happy-looking, that I ever saw in my life.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.