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V, you know I love you like a brother, right?"
"Yeah."
"You feed her and I'll tear out your fucking throat out.
Jos de Vries
U Are The Greatest Gift God Gave me
Petra
I would never have written it without you. (Erin)
And I would never have lived without you. (V'Aiden)
We will call him Anthony Alexander Barrington. After my father and brother. We'll call him Alexander.
Miseria fortes viros, Ronan," Adam said.
When he said "Ronan," it meant: Ronan.
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
Now voe me I can zing on my business abrode: Though the storm do beat down on my poll, There's a wife brighten'd vire at the end of my road, An' her love, voe the jay o' my soul.
Donald - ruler Donovan
Irish as a Paddy's pig.
From the old word 'photus' in Latation, vhich means - " "'To prance around like an idiot ordering everyone about as if you owned the place,'" said William.
Aidan realized he'd wasted a lot of time waiting for the perfect woman, when all he really wanted was someone to laugh with him the rest of his life.
Up the Rebels, To Hell with the Pope,
And God Save
as you prefer
the King or Ireland.
The land of scholars and saints:
Scholars and saints my eye, the land of ambush,
Purblind manifestoes, never-ending complaints
May your neighbors respect you, Trouble neglect you, The angels protect you, And heaven accept you. Irish blessing
Ah, Brynn," Vercleese boomed at one tall, extremely thin man with a dreamy air about him and a face dusted with fine white flour. "How's the bread business?" The man pulled himself from whatever reverie gripped him and smiled wanly. "Rising, Sir Vercleese, always rising." Vercleese
Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?"
"That brandy you had before we left home has dulled your senses, Devlyn.
However, I appreciate your gallantry."
"Haven't you learned by now, that I'm far from gallant? A rake rarely is.
Alpha of the Vltava Pack. Been around since the Middle fucking Ages. Apparently a baker-of all the sodding things for a fearsome Alpha to be. We are glad we don't have to tell people our Alpha is a motherehumping baker.
Gilly Gilleshpee
Mr. Keating: Carpe Diem! Sieze the day!
Spread this over Vanni's
Go maire tu' I bhfad agus rath!
'Live long and prosper'.
Let us drink to the renewed success of Irish arms, and confusion to the Pope.
Colchester, Ash, my captain, staking my body with his cock like a conqueror, like a king.
Och, Sarah, how shall I call augh' beautiful again unless it be the sight of you?
An Irishman I am, begora! With a heart and a spirit on
me not crushed be a hundred years of oppression. I'll be getting me
shillelagh out next, wait'll you see.
He is gone from mortal haunts: O'Dignam, sun of our morning. Fleet was his foot on the bracken: Patrick of the shaggy brow. Wail, Banba, with your wind: and wail, O ocean, with your whirlwind.
For some reason I was unable to call him by his only given name. Niall Stella was a two man honor. Like Prince Harry or Jesus Christ.
Verranica Welling, I love you with all my soul. I will happily be your king, if you will consent to be my love, my wife and my queen for all of our days in Doon and beyond.
This time, I didn't need to think about my answer. Yes, Jamie, Yes!
You look good as a Pirate." Erin
"Ahoy, matey," he said, laying her back against the grass. "Me cap'n's ship needs a port." V' Aidan
"Me cap'n's port needs a ship." Erin
May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face. May the rains fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, May the Lord hold you in the palm of His hand. Irish blessing
Word is you heard the Windigo too."
I did. The difference is I'm ready for the son of a bitch."
Cork O'Connor
My name means freedom [in Irish].
My dad's name is Vernon and my mom liked the initials, V. V. My sisters and I got named Victoria, Valerie and Vincent so we'd be V. V.'s, too. But, then when you start getting pets' names that start with a 'v,' it's a little embarrassing.
We're bein cut asunder, Lugh an me.
Bit
By bit.
An it makes me think.
It makes me wonder.
Is this how he feels when he sees me with Jack? Do I look at Jack the way Lugh looks at Maev?
Helpess.
Throat bared.
Hopeless.
Sleep, ladies. I will be your St. Florian." Tomaso
Katherine. Pardonnez-moi, I cannot tell vat is like me.
KING HENRY. An angel is like you, Kate, and you are like an angel.
KATHERINE. Que dit-il? que je suis semblable a les anges?
The other two guys sat down. "I'm Gavin Strick," the kid in the Anthrax T-shirt said. "This here's Edward Vaugh, but everyone calls him U.V."
"As in sunlight," U.V. said with a white-toothed grin. "'Cause I get so much of it.
O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine! To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne? Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
Tears and laughter, they are so much Gaelic to me.
Ani l'dodi, ve dodi li. I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine.
Vertue flies from the heart of a Mercenary man.
Gladstone .. spent his declining years trying to guess the answer to the Irish Question; unfortunately, whenever he was getting warm, the Irish secretly changed the Question, ...
Hey! Don't drink from my drink!"
He replaced the glass on the table and looked at her. "Why?"
"It's my drink!"
"Yes. And?"
"You can't drink my drink!"
"And why not?"
"Because it's my drink."
He sighed her name, "Leah."
She mimicked his sigh sarcastically. "Lucien.
In her mind danced the image of a shark with Thomas Ivan's white, practiced smile.
Deliberately, Aidan teased her with the image until she was forced to laugh.
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! Now 's the day and now 's the hour; See the front o' battle lour.
A 'T' for Tess, a 'T' for Toby.
Vakill's like Columbians sitting in a circle, my name has a dope ring to it
Ye're about as Irish as a plastic paddy
I'm just a true Irish boy at heart.
Verranica, I will never leave you.
Velma you says? No Velma heah, brother. No hooch, no gals, no nothing. Jes' the scram, white boy, jes' the scram.
The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad,
For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.
blatherskate," I
Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!
Irish improves a poet.
What is your name?" I asked, voice hoarse.
"Alexandria," she repeated in a soft voice I'd never heard Alex use in real life.
"And who am I?"
"Aiden." She smiled, and I flinched. "You are my Master.
Teen uk'al k'iinam. Teen uk'al yah. I drink your ache. I drink your pain.
It's simply this:
the Irish kiss,
a snog o' bliss,
be blessed luck
from any miss.
I'm just an Irish biddy.
Who is the man who can call from the back door at night: "Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme! Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme"?
Vanitas vanitatum has rung in the ears Of gentle and simple for thousands of years; The wail still is heard, yet its notes never scare Either simple or gentle from Vanity Fair.
Yes, my name is Seamus - pronounced SHAY-mus - Rafael Goldberg. Try being five with that name.
My name is Alex, and I'll be serving you tonight.
For thogh we slepe, or wake, or rome, or ryde, Ay fleeth the tyme; it nyl no man abyde.
Clare. Give me a reason to stay.
Irial!"
"Still here." Irial didn't open his eyes, but he smiled a little.
"You're an ass," Niall said, but he kept his hands on Irial's chest so that he could feel both pulse and breath.
"You too, Gancanagh," Irial murmured.
The Gaelic League is founded not upon hatred of England, but upon love of Ireland. Hatred is a negative passion; it is powerful - a very powerful destroyer; but it is useless for building up. Love, on the other hand, is like faith; it can move mountains, and faith, we have mountains to move.
I choose you, James Thomas Kellan MacCrae,to be my king and coruler.
Virgin me no virgins! I must have you lose that name, or you lose me.
Our Darling Eva We Love You
O lovely eyes of azure, Clear as the waters of a brook that run Limpid and laughing in the summer sun!
You should not have believ'd me, for virtue cannot so
inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I lov'd you not.
The front of the man's kilt suddenly became very wet and Ian's eyes widened in surprise.
"Did he jsut piss in a Munro kilt?"
Ruairi smiled. "I think he did."
"The bastard has nay respect.
Scheide,'Noah said.
I decided to give the drink another shot. 'What does that mean?' I asked, then sipped.
'Vagina'
I almost choked, and covered my mouth with my hand.
V sat back on his heels, crossed his arms, and continued to look down at the little bag of vampire. And what do you know. That infant sonofabitch glared right back at him. Vishous
Aidan to Jude: What's wrong with running away if where you were didn't suit you? Doesn't it follow you're funning to something else? Something that does suit you?
Captain of our fairy band,
Helena is here at hand,
And the youth, mistook by me,
Pleading for a lover's fee.
Shall we their fond pageant see?
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Go fetch to me a pint o' wine,
An' fill it in a silver tassie.
I've changed my mind, and when we're finished, Victoria, you won't remember your own name... let alone Viogets." ~ Max
Adore, v.t. To venerate expectantly.
May you always walk in sunshine. May you never want for more. May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door. Irish blessing
I shall ne'er chase rainbows again,
Knowing no pot o' gold awaits at the end.
My Irish treasure is not there.
For ye, my love, abide with me here.
I'm troubled. I'm dissatisfied. I'm Irish.
Aiden had filled a part of my heart that I hadn't known was empty. And for that I'd be forever grateful. Beneath the pain was the reality of the end of whatever it was we'd shared. I missed him, and his absence was profound. He was everywhere, yet he was nowhere at all.
If he is strong, then we'll have to be quick and clever," she said in a cheerful tone."A bit of trickery may be needed as well."
"Ach, ye sound like a Highlander," he said. "In Gaelic we say, an ten ach mbionn laidir ni follair do bheith glic." He who is not strong must be cunning.
Angus was courting me with lines that stabbed deep in lonely, barren places. Like an unfair conqueror, he was delivering his words with an accent that had me dreaming of castles and lochs, and strong thighs under a rough kilt.
I don't care if he is Curran. In your ward, you are god.
Now here I am playing a passionate young Irishman who would die for what he believes in.
Ulster will fight, and Ulster will be right
Let us away, my love, with happy speed;
There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see,
- Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead.
Awake! arise! my love and fearless be,
For o'er the southern moors I have a home for thee.
Jude Greeting JUDE 1 Jude, a servant [1] of Jesus Christ and brother of James, a To those who are called, b beloved in God the Father and c kept for [2] Jesus Christ: 2May d mercy, e peace, and love be multiplied to you.
The wise and decent priest Jos de Vries
makes me smile by heart and soul.
Petra Hermans
November 4, 2016
You look beautiful sitting there spitting at me like a she-cat. All I have to do is look at you, and I lust. I'm going to take you back to the hotel and take off that delectable dress and make love to you until you don't have the energy to be mad at me anymore. Ian Connelly, Marquis of Derne
Merry... you look awful. - Vivia
Vashet: "I will admit, I've never had a studen offer himself up for a vicious beating in order to prove he's worth my time."
Kvothe: "That was nothing. Once I jumped off a roof.
Dubh is do?" I was incredulous. It was no wonder I hadn't been able to find the stupid word. "Should I be
calling pubs poos?"
"Dubh is Gaelic, Ms. Lane. Pub is not.
Watch over my brother, you bloody bastard, he's one of yours.
Tyrion praying to the Warrior
My name is Alistair Theirin and I'm king of Ferelden. Long live the king, long may he reign! And so forth. Pray to the maker he doesn't do something stupid..
That savage, he thought. Don't think you can push me aside so easily.
Shark attack! Look out, cara, he is swimming toward you. Aidan deliberately lightened the mood between Alexandria and himself.
It seems to me you do not care what banality a man expresses so long as he expresses it in Irish.
Andy and Terry went into the kitchen to serve out the Neapolitan (which we called van-choc-straw . . . funny how it all