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It has been said that Poland is dead, exhausted, enslaved, but here is the proof of her life and triumph.
I came to feel that, in addition to Imre Kertesz, Hungary has produced at least three contemporary novelists who deserve the Nobel: Peter Nadas, Peter Esterhazy and Laszlo Krasznahorkai.
Krakow the city of Kings, was no longer mine. I had become a foreigner in the place i had always called home
Dukhoborcheskaya
If you so much as snicker, I will kill you all.
What kind of name is Siler-Spence? I mean, what's wrong with these women who use hyphens? What if her name was Skowinski and she married a guy named Levondowski? Would her little liberated soul insist she go through life as F.Gwendolin Skowinski- Levondowski?
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I vill eat nine Snikuhs bahs visout bahfing
The troblemakers in Hungary are the Jews ... they demoralize our country and they are the leaders of the revolutionary gang that is torturing Hungary.
Who is wurs shod, than the shoemakers wyfe,With shops full of shoes all hir lyfe?
Besyn larveth'is!
StocktontoMalone
Tinks titties Rache
Jenks
Robby called me Porcupine because of how I wore my hair. I didn't mind. Everyone else called me Austin.
Austin Szerba.
It is Polish.
Faster! Faster! Move, you lazy good-for-nothings! the Hungarian police were screaming.
That was when I began to hate them, and my hatred remains our only link today. They were our first oppressors. They were the first faces of hell and death.
(Hungarian ... ) the only tongue the devil respects
Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi
As to Magyar, I think that my speech was incorrect, inappropriate.
In these momentous hours of our history we call on every Hungarian worker who is led by devotion to the people and the country to join our Party, the name of which is the Hungarian Socialist Workers Party.
Garlick maketh a man wynke, drynke, and stynke.
Have you been smoking something? Seriously, I think you're a werewolf. This new snarky attitude is a dead giveaway."
"And vampires aren't snarky?" Kylie rolled her eyes.
"No, we're pissy. Snarky and pissy are two totally different things.
No, Princes Charming," Duncan cheerfully corrected. "'Prince' is the noun; that's what gets pluralized. 'Charming' is an adjective; you can't add an S to it like that.
When the spring comes, we will manure the plains of Kosova with the bones of Serbs, for we Albanians have suffered too much to forget.
Snicker on hearing his name: 'the gentleman who thinks we are descended from the apes.'
Do you know what they call themselves, all these people?"
Alyss shook her head. How could she know?
"Alyssians." Bibwit spelled it out.
Her heart gave a little jump. Alyssians? No, they ask too much of me. "I don't think I'm ready for all of this," she said.
Any word with the our ending could be spelt or, don'tchaknow." "Like neighbor instead of neighbour?" "It's a good idea," put in Snell. "Labor, valor, flavor, harbor - there must be hundreds. If we confine it to one geographical area, we can claim it as a local spelling idiosyncrasy.
I should have spit in your eyes and called you a szhlob a long time ago
Carpathian mountains; one of the wildest and least known portions of Europe.
Trespass, the outdoor clothing company based in the South Side, is run by two of the nicest guys and proudest Glaswegians you could meet, Afzal and Akmal Khushi.
Don't add an eezy to my name, 'cause it has never been that'
Recovery proceeding excellently. Am sure that the crushing of the Kazan Czechs and whiteguards, as well as of the kulak extortioners supporting them, will be exemplarily ruthless.
N OthI n g can s urPas s the m y SteR y of s tilLnes s
I tell you," he [Milosevic] continued, "Izetbegovic has earned Sarajevo by not abandoning it. He's one tough guy. It's his". These words were probably the most astonishing and unexpected of the conference.
out of my way cakesniffers
Our town was christened Buyan, after the legend of a Slavic island that appeared, and disappeared, at will. That would later seem an eerie, and disconcerting, premonition.
Yess, Exccellenccy. Larsst iss my name.
You killing me smalls.
There is an abundance of ancient place names in the Ukraine and Poland, which derive from 'Khazar' or 'Zhid' (Jew).
Hymies." And "Hymietown.
Belinsky: 'Who is this Moloch that eats his children?'
Herzen: 'It's the Ginger Cat.
My name's Alis K. From now on you will be Willy. Come on, let's push the bicycles for a bit."
Ingrid aka 'Alis K'
The Informer
In a scene [where the improvisers must interact] without the letter S, the audience is waiting for you to lose - so they can laugh at you. Don't try to win.
Ivan Ivanyches,' sighed the
I Choose You, Stephan
There is not, and never was, a greater man than Emil Zatopek.
Discs of umbrellas poured over suburban terraces with the smooth round ebullience of a Chopin waltz. They sat in the distance under the lugubrious dripping elms, elms like maps of Europe, elms frayed at the end like bits of chartreuse wool, elms heavy and bunchy as sour grapes.
Society is now one polish'd horde, Form'd of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.
Otchky-potchky, itchky-pitch,
Pay attention to this witch.
A donkey takes you to a knight
Him you conquer in a fight.
Then you wed a princess who
Is even uglier than you.
Ha ha ha and cockadoodle,
The magic words are 'Apple Strudel
SnookiLove is really cute and it's inviting and welcoming. All my lines are like my personality: they are fun, they are outgoing, they are sexy, but not slutty.
am Slinklebert Petrovius Mordechai Smythe, but everyone calls me Slinky, mainly because nobody can ever figure out how to say my name properly.
I have given orders to my Death units to exterminate without mercy or pity men, women and children belonging to the Polish speaking race ... After all, who remembers today the extermination of the Armenians?
Elizabeth Sarah Kowalski!"
"Whoa," Evan said in a low voice. "How bad does a word have to be to get you middle-named during dirty Scrabble?
Reading Alan Zweibel makes me laugh out loud. And yet it is not a particularly funny name.
Will you say it?
"Aleksander"
His grin faded and his grey eyes seemed to flicker.
"Again."
"Aleksander
The active cavalry of Scythia is always followed, in their most distant and rapid incursions, by an adequate number of spare horses, who may be occasionally used, either to redouble the speed, or to satisfy the hunger, of the barbarians. Many are the resources of courage and poverty.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
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.
I've lost Poland. Without Poland, I go down. I've been thrown out; yet I love my country.
Lithuanian bishops have been heroic!
Mia,' she whispered. I turned around. 'What?' I whispered back.
She smiled at me a little. 'LEEERRROOOY JEEENNKKIINNNSS!' she shouted, then spun around and ran toward the Z's in the lighting section.
Herondales." Zachariah's voice was a breath, half laughter, half pain. "I had almost forgotten. No other family does so much for love, or feels so much guilt for it. Don't carry the weight of the world on you, Jace. It's too heavy for even a Herondale to bear.
One lajdak doesn't make a Poland. Keep quiet, pretty boy, eat your candy.
Polish comes from the cities; wisdom from the desert.
What was it Catelyn Stark had called them, that night at Bitterbridge? The knights of summer. And now it was autumn and they were falling like leaves ...
Hic sunt leones. Here be lions.
I am Snugglepumpkin. Hear me roar
The townspeople are morons, yokels, peasants and genus homo boobiensis ... surrounded by gaping primates from the upland vallies.
Stencil had called from a Hungarian coffee shop on York Avenue known as Hungarian Coffee Shop
I consider myself Istanbul's storyteller. My subject matter is my town. I consider it my job to explore the hidden patterns of my city's clandestine corners, its shady, mysterious places, the things I love.
Fancy me between Scylla and Charybdis.
I search on my drum for the land of the Poles and drum: lost, not yet lost, lost once more, lost to whom, lost too soon, lost by now, Poland's lost, all is lost, Poland is not yet lost.
It indicates possession for plural nouns, between the end of the plural word and the s that follows, as in children's. Except when the word ends in an s, in which case it should come at the end of the word, with no additional s added ("the books' covers").
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
What Rob Brezsny does with words is grammarye, the Old English term for magic. With his strange brew of macho feminism and poetic rationalism, Brezsny weaves a yarn crazy enough to be true and real enough to subvert the literalist virus of cynicism now immobilizing the collective mindscape.
Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!
Too many bleak years have passed over this little spot of Central Europe, and they've drained all the warmth out of this house. They have killed any desire for friendliness and, let me repeat it, you won't find anything in the least like intimacy here.
A snitch determines which data centers and racks to go for in order to make Cassandra aware of the network topology for routing the requests efficiently.
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.
We shall solve this problem, and afterwards Warsaw as the Capital and the pool of intelligentsia of that nation will be destroyed.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
When Frieda, Trude, Lucy, and I walked to work, the German children hooted at us: "Jewish swine!" In town, the shopkeepers would not even sell us a beer. I wrote to Mama that Osterburg was a friendly town.
Hayes. Peter Hayes.
Herschel Grynszpan's life was enigmatic, elusive and tragic. The traces he left on the historical record are just sufficient to tantalize and baffle historians. Harlan Greene has woven from these threads a riveting novel, erotic, haunting, and profoundly moving.
Sjofn is the Goddess of Love. And love," her eyelids suddenly fluttered dreamily, "love," she breathed then she focused on me with a strange intensity that made me, even me, squirm a little, "love is everything.
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
A chemical weevil," said Jesper, "But Wylan still hasn't named it. My vote is for the Wyvil."
"That's terrible," said Wylan.
"It's brilliant," Jesper winked. "Just like you.
Czechs are laughing beasts.
Jesper Llewellyn Fahey, that is enough!" Colm roared. (...)
Inej cocked her head to one side. "Jesper Llewellyn Fahey?"
"Shut up," said Jesper. "It's a family name."
Inej made a solemn bow. "Whatever you say, Llewellyn.
Lysandra Barbas, please meet Princess Cleiona Bellos.
STRYMAKTFJERDAN. Fjerdan might.
Take that, you scum-sucking snipes. Eat your words and your cruelty. May you drown in it and die. (Nick)
You are a drug dealer. To tiny faeries. Shame.
Sanya to Dresden
I belong to the generation of workers who, born in the villages and hamlets of rural Poland, had the opportunity to acquire education and find employment in industry, becoming in the course conscious of their rights and importance in society.
A whole roasted lamb - stuffed with lamb sausages, organ and glandbreads, dried fruits and currants, tomato/garlic/onion mush, the entirety cardamomated, corianderized, cumined, cloved - was brought out on a spit, danced around. The carcassbearers were women, further gorgeous bursting Slavs,
There is a wonderful Hungarian literature, especially in lyric poetry.
The name Sissy came because my brothers called me that.
Kaz leaned back. "What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet?"
"Knife to the throat?" asked Inej.
"Gun to the back?" said Jesper.
"Poison in his cup?" suggested Nina.
"You're all horrible," said Matthias.
Show the Sarows some respect,
i chose u, stephan
Poland remains undzer heym, our home, no matter how bitter the memories, how filled with disappointment and betrayal. Amerike iz goles, America is exile, a foreign land in which I speak a foreign tongue. But I will never live in Poland. I do not want to, though I do not see an end to the mourning.