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Veni, vidi, flevi.
I came. I saw. I cried.
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.
Ain't nothing greater than an x-rater with a nickname like Vibrator.
Do you want your blood to stay where it is sochar-lar?"
Tavi lifted both eyebrows at the unfamiliar word, and glanced at Varg.
"Monkey," Varg supplied, in Aleran. "And male-child."
"He called me monkey boy?" Tavi asked.
Go maire tu' I bhfad agus rath!
'Live long and prosper'.
V?"
"What?"
"I will die rather than hurt you."
~Vutch moments~
In lumine Tuo videbimus lumen, in Thy light we shall see the light
The world might be a very scary place if it were only run by Virgos.
Who knew that all this time the nectar of the Gods was in my va-jay-jay.
The viol, the violet, and the vine.
Resignedly beneath the sky
I think the wonderful thing about vi is that it has such a good market share because we gave it away.
Described as a "workaholic speed-writing freak" by fellow writers, a "creative writing class drill sergeant" by his writing 'padawans', Voinov is a self-confessed geek and has enlarged his days by 12 secret hours in return for the sacrifice of ten albino virgin pygmy hippos.
The ree the ra the ree the ra the roo. Lord, I mustn't lilt here.
Festivus for the Restivus!
Rise, Elias Veturius." Tas smacks my face, and I blink at him in surprise. His eyes are fierce. "You gave me a name," he says. "I want to live to hear it on the lips of others. Rise." I
Roo-coo-coo-coo! Roo-coo-coo-coo!
Murderer of Vuka and Jumadi, see now how Tugars can die.
You'll find that as you get vider, you'll get viser. Vidth and visdom, Sammy, alvays grows together.
The vixen I met at twilight on Route 5 south of Willoughby: long dead. She was an omen to me, surviving, herding her cubs in the silvery bend of the road in nineteen sixty-five.
Dearest Virgin - um, Dearest Most-Definitely-Not-a-Virgin Lassiter,
You definitely have the voice for phone sex, but I've got to go. I have a date with my vibrator."
"Oh, Eva." Cross spoke my name in a decadent purr. "You're determined to drive me to my knees, aren't you? What will it take to talk you into a threesome with B.O.B.
The best way to know how Virender Sehwag's mind works is to sit next to him in the players' balcony when India are batting. Every few minutes he will clutch his head and yell, 'Chauka gaya' or 'Chhakka gaya'.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
And Vishous ... V was the worst of them. He stood by the door, staring into space. Icy before, he was glacial now, a sinkhole in the room.
-Phury's thoughts
The battle of Varus is an enigma, not in a military but in a political point of view - not in its course, but in its consequences.
The GP appeared in its typical V formation. "Goose on the lawn," Luc said. "Goose?" I asked. "That V formation. I like to use derogatory terms to describe the GP whenever possible.
Wag and the world wags with you.
Wait", Butch said, thinking about the glymera. "Marissa's mated now, right? I mean, even if I die, she will have had a mate right?"
"Death wish," V said under his breath. "Fucking Death Wish Boy we got over here."
The Scribe Virgin seemed flat-out amazed "I should kill you now.
The Romans rightly employed the same word (virtus) to designate courage, which is, in a physical sense, what the other is in a moral; the highest virtue of all being victory over ourselves.
Dei sub numine viget, Under God's power she flourishes
I'm enchanted by your beauty, my lady. Welcome aboard. You make a most welcome addition to our acerbic company ... a lovely-smelling one, too. (Vik)
Hunting, bathing, gaming, laughing: that's living (venari lavare ludere ridere occest vivere).
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.
Think of brilliant trickster Vik Muniz as the offspring of Man Ray and Jacques Henri Lartigue, combining the former's relentless experimentation, the latter's effortless wit, and their mutual inventiveness in work that defies category.
You are but a mortal," Roque whispers in my ear, riding his horse alongside the chariot, as per tradition.
"And a whorefart," Servo calls from the other side.
"Yes," Roque agrees solemnly. "That too.
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.
O Virgin m<>ong>oong>st h<>ong>oong>ly, n<>ong>oong>ne ab<>ong>oong>unds in the kn<>ong>oong>wledge <>ong>oong>f G<>ong>oong>d except thr<>ong>oong>ugh thee; n<>ong>oong>ne, O M<>ong>oong>ther <>ong>oong>f G<>ong>oong>d, <>ong>oong>btains salvati<>ong>oong>n except thr<>ong>oong>ugh thee, n<>ong>oong>ne receives a gift fr<>ong>oong>m the thr<>ong>oong>ne <>ong>oong>f mercy except thr<>ong>oong>ugh thee.
Festus, you're such a great listener.
Me wretched! Let me curr to quercine shades!
Effund your albid hausts, lactiferous maids!
O, might I vole to some umbrageous clump,
Depart,
be off,
excede,
evade,
erump!
VI was predecessor to hundreds of word processing systems. By now, Unix folks see it as a bit stodgy - it hasn't the versatility of Gnu-Emacs, nor the friendliness of more modern editors. Despite that, VI shows up on every Unix system.
Coimhead feara fhear na foighrde.
(Beware the anger of a patient man)
The race by vigour, not by vaunts, is won.
You will hardly conquer, but conquer you must.
[Lat., Male vincetis, sed vincite.]
Sevro snorts. "What do you think I've been doing this whole time, you silky turd? Wanking off in the bushes?"
Cassius and I look at each other.
"Kind of," I say.
"Yeah, actually," Cassius agrees.
Pestis eram vivus ... moriens tua mors ero - Living, I was your plague ... dying, I shall be your death.
Oh, as I stood above the Neva this morning at dawn I knew I was a villian.
Decus et pretium recte petit experiens vir.
The man who makes the attempt justly aims at honour and reward.
But this wasn't a fairytale.
Viggo's and my story was everything but.
V, you know I love you like a brother, right?"
"Yeah."
"You feed her and I'll tear out your fucking throat out.
Brilliant, Piter! I'm glad I didn't execute you all those times when you were so annoying.'
'So am I,' de Vries said.
Vas happening Selene?
Mortui vivis docent - the dead teach the living.
N OthI n g can s urPas s the m y SteR y of s tilLnes s
Arma virumque cano ... "
*Literally: "I sing of arms and man".
I sing the praises of a man's stuggles
(Hadrian Blackwater while poisoned) Gill the fish ... rest is best ... time is now ... it feels so good to ...
Vivere est cogitare. (To think is to live)
Le mal de vivre, 'the pain of life.' Qu'll faut bien vivre ... 'that we must live with, or endure.' Vaille que vivre, this is difficult but it is something like 'we must live the life we have. We must soldier <>ong>onong>.
This is the great evil in wine, it first seizes the feet; it is a cunning wrestler.
[Lat., Magnum hoc vitium vino est,
Pedes captat primum; luctator dolosu est.]
If the day comes when you would find me again, give that coin to any man from Braavos, and say these words to him
valar morghulis.
Jaqen H'ghar, A Clash of Kings
Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
Voytek is here, to fuck penguin.
Vores's settings fit Torgove's voice like a knife's sheath; they are alert to the harmony of every poem and to every shift of tonality within.
Merry... you look awful. - Vivia
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.
How can I tell her ... " His voice broke, and he had to clear his throat. "How the fuck can I explain this to her?"
"How can you not. She loves you.
Vishous - Butch (re. Jane)(Lover Unleashed)
I have sworn with my tongue, but my mind is unsworn.
[Lat., Juravi lingua, mentem injuratem gero.]
The madrigore of verjuice must be talthibianised.
I'm losing air over here, you know," Lassiter bitched. "My inflatable is deflating." V cursed. "That's because it doesn't want to be around you any more than we do.
I am not about to deny your salaciousness, my dear Aggs.
Vandiya Devan: "You dare to ask 'me' who I am? I am Vallavareyan, Vandiya Devan of the Vanar Clan in Thiruvallam . Once upon a time, soldiers like you, proudly carved the names of my ancestors on their chests.
Bellator silvae servi. Warrior of the forest, I, the alpha, call on thee to serve in this time of need.
I GOT TIGAR BLOOD
G'deveingReadingfestival!
There is no "I" for a person, for a beehive, for a corporation, for an animal, for a nation, for any living thing. The "I" of a vivisystem is a ghost, an ephemeral shroud.
Velma you says? No Velma heah, brother. No hooch, no gals, no nothing. Jes' the scram, white boy, jes' the scram.
You are a den of vipers and thieves. I intend to rout you out, and by the eternal God, I will rout you out.
Raveand Rhamnusia, Goddes of Dispyte,' said Lymond acidly. 'I am trying to get you home, vide the shiten shepherd and the clene shepe, with your woolly chops spotless. The only drawback to date is that the bloody sheep is going to have to carry the shepherd, so far as I can see.
I'm feeling a little sauvage
Vertue never growes old.
In the V-shaped opening of her crape bodice Mlle. Vinteuil felt the sting of her friend's sudden kiss; ...
What's with the beard and the horse mane? You look like Rent-a-Villain."
The volhv's eyes widened. He raised his hand at me. "Well you don't look ... female ... in your pants."
"That's a hell of an insult. Did you think of it all by yourself or did you ask your god for help?
Virulence is the sound of a self-selecting community talking to itself and positively reinforcing itself with no obligation to answer to anyone or look anyone in the eye.
O! Tril-lil-lil-lolly the valley is jolly, ha! ha! -Elves of Rivendell
I don't wanna die, man. They're not playing. Have you seen how many of them are out there? One just took a shot at me, so unlike you morons, I'm hiding. Hiding is nice. (Vik)
If we can't get more John Rovnaks in this world, let's all support the John Rovnak we've got ...
Build: Vookworm, but tough
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.
No one vinces me, baby
Virgos are very faithful. I'm a faithful friend. I'm a faithful lover.
CORV: Honour! tut, a breath: There's no such thing, in nature: a mere term Invented to awe fools.
Quozz and yregg - makes me overwhelmingly sad, and
Fu<>rong>rorong> Costas. The Rager. You, my friend, are an imbecile. You could have killed me twenty times, on the Tracks. I'm surprised you're not dead.
Ro shrugs, happily. It's nothing he hasn't heard before, and nothing he doesn't see as a compliment.
Ave Atque Vale
Hail and farewell
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
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.
Mind how ye go, hag o' hags. Ye'll be sore missed.
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.
Before the man could answer V cursed "If I have to hear all that Keanu Reeves, Matrix, I am Neo' kind of shit my head's going to explode."
"Don't you mean Neon?" Butch shot back "Cause he reminds me of the Citgo sign."
Wraths head turned "Shut the fuck up. All of you.
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
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