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Afrikander cattle.
nunna daul Tsuny in the Cherokee language,
From the beginning, Tegan, you were more brother to me than any kin by blood. You still are."
Tegan felt likewise, in spite of all they'd been through. Maybe because of it. "I'll always have your back, Lucan. You can count on it.
Crosbie teach you a bit of English, Ted?" "I taught him," said Tauwhare. "I taught him korero Maori! You say Thomas - I say Tamati. You say Crosbie - I say korero mai!
My tits may be small, but they're deadly
Time monkeys. Angry, angry time monkeys.
Australopithecus.
We guard the edge of the world," Dawnstripe told him. "The other Clans sit cozy in their marshes and woods, fed by the river and sheltered by our moor. They never know the true taste of the wind or the scent of first snow. There's no Clan cat faster or more nimble than a WindClan cat.
The Tezuman priests have a sophisticated calendar and an advanced horology," quoted Rincewind.
"Ah," said Eric, "Good."
"No," said Rincewind patiently. "It means time measurement."
"Oh.
Just who are the cheese monkeys? And what do they want?
Behold them, conquerors of the world, the toga-clad race of Romans!
Are there many Tims in America? I don't know if I can think of many American Tims.
Great Cyclopean cities of titan blocks and sky-flung monoliths, all dripping with green ooze and sinister with latent horror.
Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon!
Ah, when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made:
Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter showers,
These flies are couch'd.
Timon: I'll beat thee, but I should infect my hands.
Trus, is a word that has to be earned.
Well, ring-tailed rutabagas.
What else would they be?"
"No idea." Arik shrugged ... "Aliens, mabye?"
"Aliens." Thanatos's voice was flat, disbelieving.
"Your scepticism is funny, coming from one of the Four fucking Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
What are men to rocks and mountains?
These have to be the worst minions ever.
The Trevanian Buff is a strange and wonderful creature: an outsider, a natural elitist, not so much a cynic as an idealist mugged by reality, not just one of those who march to a different drummer, but the solo drummer in a parade of one.
Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage ...
I think I'm gonna wear Timberlands until I die, man. They may not be the hottest thing out, but Timbs keep reinventing themselves.
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
The termites have got me.
As a teenage fisherman, I watched and followed terns to find fish. Later, I studied terns for my Ph.D.
Go to hell, Giovanni."
"Tesoro, take a good look at me. You've already put me there.
Ty got the feeling, from cues in the Teklan's physique and general style of movement, that he was some manner of Snake Eater.
All Empires fall, All ages die, All strife shall be in vain. All Kings go down, All hope must fail, But Tanelorn remains Our Tanelorn remains ...
Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown. Through them we pass out into adventure and sunshine, to them, alas! we return.
They are my baby Keelans!
They are the fuga bidone, Christopher. They broke away. They're too far
ahead to reel in," Luca whispered, his voice breaking into the wind that licked
the mountain top. "We are the peloton."
"We'll see them again at the finish line.
Hobbits, just another Tolkien Minority
Don't worry, chief. We've got these Tualaghi surrounded - from the inside."
"Exactly," Erak replied dryly.
Never despair while under the guidance and auspices of Teucer.
psycho monsters.
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
The Tausennigan Ob'enn warlords look like cuddly teddy-bears?"
"Yes, they do, and they'd cheerfully exterminate your entire race for making that observation!"
"I guess that explains their rich military history, then.
The Torus is my enemy!
In Tetrad form, the artifact is seen to be not neutral or passive, bur an active logos or utterance of the human mind or body that transforms the user and his ground.
How old does one have to be still to say tits?Tits-- Alan Bennett
Food for the native Ewoks.
panchitos, blacks,
You will revenge my father's death and we will be one tribe across the face of the plains, one people. As it should always have been. Let the Tartars fear us then. Let the Chin fear us.
Shaman ninjas. Perfect. Now my life was complete.
Ex Scientia, Tridens
(From knowledge, seapower)
Sara: Tegan just recently discovered that unicorns don't exist.
Tegan: I just thought they were extinct.
They're my nakama.
Laistry ... I can't even say that. What would you call them in English?"
"Canadians.
What hempen homespuns have we swaggering here ...
fiddlesticks" and
Are you a Tigger or an Eyore?
Fifty dorcas they're setting up an ambush near my ship. (Nykyrian)
No bet. I know they are. They're too stupid to not be obvious and predictable. Gah, I hate abiding by the law. Too bad you can't slaughter them where they stand. (Syn)
Freedom and Whisky gang tegither.
They are gone now. Fled, banished in death or exile, lost, undone. Over the land sun and wind still move to burn and sway the trees, the grasses. No avatar, no scion, no vestige of that people remains. On the lips of the strange race that now dwells there their names are myth, legend, dust.
They were all slender, frail creatures with wondering Wes and soft fluttery voices. But they were all made out of thin invisible steel.
There are worse things than minotaurs at the centre.
Tharn. It was a good word for a bad state of mind.
Hakko Drazlip and the Tootle Froots.
Seagulls ... slim yachts of the element.
I am a tarsier and a tarsier's son, the grandson and great-grandson of tarsiers, a tiny creature, made up of two pupils and whatever simply could not be left out ...
Monkeys who very sensibly refrain from speech, lest they should be set to earn their livings.
They can try to kill me all they want, but I'm the girl who stands on tha backs of the beasts of the NeoPacific. The Minnow blazes from within, promising life and warmth and vilainy, but out here I'm mighty.
Orange and speckled and fluted nudibranchs slide gracefully over the rocks, their skirts waving like the dresses of Spanish dancers.
Mountain bats, those massive serpentine creatures of myth. Those ancient scavengers of the battlefield.
Do you know what the Sharkgard call humans on a ship?>
Since the well-known victory over the hare by the tortoise, the descendants of the tortoise think themselves miracles of speed.
the ten little niggers, the
Holy crap, were they part anteater?
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Now take Prince Temnos to Princess Berenise. We need him in our custody in order to succeed.
Catherine Tekakwitha, who are you? Are you (1656-1680)? Is that enough? Are you the Iroquois Virgin? Are you the Lily of the Shores of the Mohawk River? Can I love you in my own way?
They are twilight creatures, beings of dawn and dusk, of standing between one thing and another, of not quite and almost, of borderlands and shadows.
yee naaldlooshii." "The
The Japanese Mafia. Tell me something, Jason, you ever hear anyone describe our thing as 'The Sicilian Yakuza'? Huh?
grandmothers. Elephants
Who has delivered us, who? Tell me his nest and his name. Rikki, the valiant, the true, Tikki, with eyeballs of flame, Rikk-tikki-tikki, the ivory-fanged, the hunter with eyeballs of flame!
We're Mexi-cans not Mexi-can'ts.
Worpswede, Worpswede, I cannot get you out of my mind ... Your magnificent pine trees! I call them my men
thick, gnarled, powerful, and tall
yet with the most delicate nerves and fibers in them.
Genghises. Large, angry Genghises.
In a long journey straw waighs.
Taniquetil, glorious to behold, loftiest of all mountains clad in purest snow,
approaching Kyle. The Tangs
TZETZE (or TSETSE) FLY, n. An African insect ("Glossina morsitans") whose bite is commonly regarded as nature's most efficacious remedy for insomnia, though some patients prefer that of the American novelist ("Mendax interminabilis").
Mysterium tremendum et fascinans
that stomach- flipping mix of awestruck fear and entrancing fascination.
The taipan is the one to watch out for. It is the most poisonous snake on Earth, with a lunge so swift and a venom so potent that your last mortal utterance is likely to be: I say, is that a sn
What are the children of men, but as leaves that drop at the wind's breath?
out of my way cakesniffers
I am engaged in answering that Italian buffoon, Mazotti, whose views upon the larval development of the tropical termites have excited my derision and contempt ...
This is my empire, Uriang-Khadai. I will not be made to leave. Ready the tumans for battle, Orlok. I will face my enemies and I will destroy them.
Oh, I know. They're dwarfs pretending to be elves.
No, they're not dwarfs either.
Okay, okay, they're "little people," I'm sorry! Can't believe I have to be politically correct when you're the only one who can hear me.
The most formidable people in the world, and now the most dangerous, people who ... lay down the doctrine that every frontier must be the starting out point for invasion.
And what the ruddy hell are Dementors?
Tess
DY-N-AMITE
Tim
Ye say they all have passed away, That noble race and brave; That their light canoes have vanished From off the crested wave; That mid the forests where they roamed There rings no hunter's shout; But their name is on your waters; Ye may not wash it out.
You use your tits the way a ninja assassin uses nunchuks.
Let us be Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the moon
chariots that I would design with
Who are the real monsters?
Groop I implore thee," continued the merciless Vogon, "my foonting turlingdromes.