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Vladimir leaned forward. Never dilute vodka. Is sin.
Rus, dancing alongside Roza like a monstrous, bedraggled pony.
Let's go eat turkey before I beat the crap put of my cousin.
The way he said it, Vlad wasn't sure if Henry wanted to eat instead of beating Joss to a pulp, or if he just didn't want to do it on an empty stomach.
I like Chekov a lot.
I'm an Igor, thur. We don't athk quethtionth."
"Really? Why not?"
"I don't know, thur. I didn't athk.
She's my wife," Vlad growled before I could correct the misassumption. "And if your cock twitches one more time while you look at her, I'll burn it off.
Vorobyaninov, I've got a pressing artistic task for you,' he whispered. 'Go over to the exit from the first-class hallway and stand there. If somebody approaches, start singing, loudly.'
The old man was taken aback. 'But what should I sing?'
'Not "God Save the Tsar," that's for sure!
Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go.
Let's get my part of this over with," Vlad said shortly. "And if the name 'Buffy' comes out of my mouth, it will be the last word you ever hear.
In fact I was fairly certain there was no one in the entire world quite like Adrian Ivashkov.
Princess ... He honestly thinks I'm a vampire princess ... The strange, almost pleasurable, sensation I'd felt when he'd brushed my cheek was forgotten as reality hit me again. Lucius Vladescu was a lunatic.
Vladimir: I don't understand.
Estragon: Use your intelligence, can't you?
Vladimir uses his intelligence.
Vladimir: (finally) I remain in the dark.
Mulling this over, Vlad wiped her lip gloss from his lips with the back of his hand.Vampires, after all, didn't sparkle.
Besides, if Bones ever manifested the ability to control fire, Vlad would insist on a flame-off between them. He was competitive like that.
Vlad looked around. Are we providing shelter, or are the humans actually buying books?
Courage, Alexander.....
Courage, Tatiana
You ... ." just you, always you. My russian Cu**, my enemy, my comrade, my prisoner, my gaoler and my life. Words unthinking. "Love ... ... you.
Gretchen turned to Vlad. "Speaking of that, hiya, Drac-in-law.
My handsome, intelligent, inimitable, delightful, prickly, unlucky Alexei Pavlovich, by the power of imagination invested in me I'll make you who you are because I want to.
Maximus grunted. "Some days you remind me of Vlad."
"Meaning?" I said sharply.
"Your obsession with revenge. Next you'll want to drive a pole through that vampire once you find her."
The thought was appealing, but ...
What were you going to do tonight?" "I was going to listen to the songs of Rachmaninoff." "Who's that?" "A dead Russian.
He is the man who has been brought on to replace Pavel Nedved. The irreplaceable Pavel Nedved.
Your slave and enemy,
D.Karamazov
Pavel. The pale man. The vampire. We talked. He didn't murder me horribly, no thanks to you. You were chasing after children at the time. - Abigail, to Jackaby
You are the One and Only Ivan," he calls.
I nod, then turn toward my family, my life, my home.
"Mighty Silverback," I whisper.
ESTRAGON: I can't go on like this.
VLADIMIR: That's what you think.
Given Ivan's size and power, we must remain vigilant.
Does no one think to warn people before they meet me? Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres.
Nobody writes like Nabokov; nobody ever will. What I would give to write one sentence like Vladimir!
The new European Soviet.
The legend of the best player of chess has been destroyed.
Henry dropped his voice to a horrifed, but confused, whisper. "A knife? Or a dagger?" ... Vlad wrinkled his forehead in uncertainty. "What's the difference?"Henry shrugged as if it were obvious. "One's for eating; one's for stabbing.
Where are we going? You never told me."
"My home in Romania."
Wow, this guy wasn't kidding with his Dracula fixation.
Any man can fuck me. But Alexei fucks my mind. My heart. My soul. He lights me up and burns me down. Every single time.
Will you say it?
"Aleksander"
His grin faded and his grey eyes seemed to flicker.
"Again."
"Aleksander
[On Rachmaninoff:] He was the most Russian of them all, like a cathedral in the snow. Holy, wintry, infinite, he was all the Russias.
Rose: "If you'd teach me to swear in Russian, I might have a new appreciation for it."Dimitri: "You swear too much already."Rose: "I just want to express myself."Dimitri: "Oh, Roza ... You express yourself more than anyone else I know."- Rose Hathaway & Dimitri Belikov (Frostbite)
When the three of them stepped inside, they were greeted by the Muzak version of "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance. Vlad and Henry exchanged looks of horror, and Vlad sighed. "Is nothing sacred?
Okay, so we were dealing with someone powerful and psychotically bent on revenge. Being married to Vlad, I had experience with both those things.
He was a natural, and in the Russian way, tragically above these banalities.
happen to know any Russian
VLADIMIR: Well? What do we do?
ESTRAGON: Don't let's do anything. It's safer.
Disgusting Serbs, get out!
Vlad twisted his wrist, pinching his fingers together, spinning the bronze coin on the table. When it fell, he picked it up and did it again, counting. Thirty-two times it had fallen Slayer Society up. Twenty-two times it was down.
Boris Nemtsov, left his mark on the history of Russia, in politics and public life. He worked on important positions in the difficult transition period for our country. He always openly and honestly stated his position, defended his point of view.
Whatever. Boris, must you constantly breathe on me?
Two Leilas seemed to be battling it out inside me. The first was outraged that he still considered it a fait accompli that I'd give in to him, and the second ... that slutty bitch was wondering what Vlad looked like naked.
VLADIMIR: Has he a beard, Mr. Godot?
BOY: Yes Sir.
VLADIMIR: Fair or... or black?
BOY: I think it's white, Sir.
VLADIMIR: Christ have mercy on us!
Elizabeth served herself to Vlad upon the Lazy Susan (Susan wasn't lazy. She was actually dead." - Bats 2015
No one remembered Vladimir Semyonitch. He was utterly forgotten.
Stavrovicha, is a selfish, vain, and unattractive creature who deserts her husband in favour of a young officer, Balashev. Her elderly, betrayed
Sergei doesn't yearn for love ... he thirsts for domination, and now he has finally achieved it.
Lvov: I need to have a candid talk with you, Nikolay Alekseyevich.
Ivanov: Doctor, if we're going to have a candid talk every day, I haven't the strength for it.
STEELE MARKOV
I'm trapped. In this vampire body. In a world that doesn't understand me. I don't want immortality ... I want my freedom.
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He should have told Vlad that in the old days a collection of poems could change your life, but a single poem could also cost the life of its author.
Estragon: we lost our rights?
vladimir: we got rid of them.
In so-called communist Romania, chess was held in high esteem, even if our champions were weaker than the Soviets. This game, this "sport of the mind," was at the time a better way to establish your reputation than literature.
You really don't get how amazing you are, do you? Well let me make it really clear for you - so amazing that I would risk everything, just to let you know. Just to tell you I love you, Sergei. I love you. I love you more than my life
Nothing could convince Aunt Nelly to let Vlad stay home for the duration of the school year, which just goes to prove that parents and guardians don't care if they're sending you to face bloodthirsty monsters, so long as you get a B in English.
Neither Imperial Russia, nor the Russia of the Soviets needs me. They don't understand me. I am a stranger to them. I'm certain Rembrandt loves me.
I have a Russian heart.
He began with the day's copy of The New York Times. His lips moving like wrestling worms, he read about all kinds of things. Hrushchov
You're unnerved by me, so you wish I'd leave the two of you alone to talk?" Vlad snorted. "Your personal discomfort means nothing to me, Hugh ... wait, that's not true. I enjoy it.
I want you to know my name.
The name I was given, not the title I took for myself.
Will you have it?
"Yes"
"Aleksander
Minsk! How pissed-off that sounded! It was great. You could scare the bejayzus out of someone if you said it right.
And sharp-faced, like Boris, but with an evil red-rimmed gaze and tiny, brownish sawteeth. He made me think of a rabid fox.
This is Morbidia," said Vlad. "Although she's been calling herself Tracy lately, to be cool.
Vyacheslav and Marina chose a generic name designed to be devoid of meaning: BOHdVF260602. Although the name seems meaningless, BOHdVF260602 stands for "Biological Object Human descendant of the Voronins and Frolovas, born on June 26, 2002.
Would Boris like a naughty Natasha in his bed?
Bryzgalov isn't just a running comedy act. He's one of the league's most thoughtful players and the fact that he offers the insight he does in his second language is something he'll never get enough credit for.
With a rumble and a roar, an iron curtain is descending on Russian history.
I speak a little bit of Russian.
Nikolai's a badass Russian. Badass Russians only have three emotions: revenge, depression, and vodka.
Everyone is from Russia. Sometimes I think I'm from Russia, too. All these new Ovas. I don't know anyone. I don't really recognise anyone. That's just how it is. I think my name must be Williamsova.
Moscow ... how many strains are fusing in that one sound, for Russian hearts! what store of riches it imparts!
Stick." I said in Russian. I had no clue what the word for stake was. I pointed at the silver ring I wore and made a slashing motion. "Stick. where?"
He stared at me in utter confusion and then asked in perfect English, "why are you talking like that?
Never trust a woman's tears, Alexey Fyodorovitch.
Roza. You forgot my first lesson: Don't hesitate.- Dimitri Belikov (Blood Promise)
Do you love him?
There were only a few people in the world who could ask me such insanely personal questions without getting punched. Dimitri was one of them.
Estragon: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist?
Vladimir: Yes, yes, we're magicians.
...we take care not to touch each other in public, nor do we look into each other's eyes except furtively, because Ivan must first wash my eyes with his own, removing the images which landed on my retina before his arrival.
Well, is ev'wything weady?' asked Denisov. 'Bwing the horses.
Only when Prince Andrei was gone did Rostov think of what he ought to have said. And he was still more angry at having omitted to say it. He
Milos said, You're my first choice. From my point of view, that doesn't pay the rent. I said, Tell me what I have to do next because I'm busy painting my kitchen.
Lada looked up into her father's eyes, deep-set and etched with years of cunning and cruelty. She nodded, then held out her hand. "The daughter of Wallachia wants her knife back."
Vlad smiled and gave it to her.
Veni, vidi, flevi.
I came. I saw. I cried.
VLADIMIR: What do they say? ESTRAGON: They talk about their lives. VLADIMIR: To have lived is not enough for them. ESTRAGON: They have to talk about it.
I've always been astonished by how wonderful he [Timur Bekmambetov] makes something look for so little. I think he shoots action like no one else.
Tatiana: I found my true love on Ulita Saltykov-Schedrin, while I sat on a bench eating ice cream.
Alexander: You didn't find me. You weren't even looking for me. I found you.
Long pause.
Tatiana: Alexander, we're you ... looking for me ?
Alexander: All my life.
Vlad flashed a tolerant look at Mencheres. Pay this no mind. She always argues with me when I propose to her.
Vlad blinked, unsure where her question was coming from and, more importantly, where it was going.
Hell yeah," Danika
Inna Bohoslovska is scaring everyone by repeating that Putin wants war.
Vasily laughed. "I can't decide if you're a fearmonger or a coward."
"And I can't decide if you're an idiot or an idiot.
Sveta had much less to say, but she sat with Lev and held his hand, and when I asked her what had made her fall in love with him, she replied, 'I knew he was my future. When he was not there, I would look for him, and he would always appear by my side. That is love.'
Sveta
A man like Dmitry was never irate. His coldness was only reflected in the manner in which he destroyed.
Vaclav Havel didn't want to ride around in big black cars. And he had his own car with a little red heart on it. And he loved to go out and talk to the people.
We'll meet again in Lvov, my love and I ... Tatiana hums, eating her ice cream, in our Leningrad, in jasmine June, near Fontanka, the Neva, the Summer Garden, where we are forever young.
Vlad hated doing the paperwork as much as he did when a human employee quit, which was why they'd both made a promise not to eat quitters just to avoid the paperwork. As Tess had pointed out, eating the staff was bad for marale and made it so much harder to find new employees.
I tell you, sir, it's very easy for Pyotr Stepanovich to live in the world, because he imagines a man and then lives with him the way he imagined him.