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Kalona's back. The spell worked. One of Neferet's hostages got out. And to say Neferet's pissed is like saying Louis Vuitton makes cute purses. Hello, understatement of the decade.
Silly Caucasian girl likes to play with Samurai swords.
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
THE ADVENTURE OF THE BERYL CORONET
what Cremica can make even Britannia and Parle cannot make!
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
I'm strong, fight to deat, ja?' I almost laughed at hearing a wolf accent through mindspeech.
Now remember, Kate." Barabas leaned over to me, grinning. "You are the Consort. Be the Consort." He stretched "be" into a three-syllable word. "Think like a-"
"Open the door or I'll punch you right in the face," I growled.
Herald Loomis, you shining! You shining like new money!
...Neferet fell smack on her butt.
Dearest Virgin - um, Dearest Most-Definitely-Not-a-Virgin Lassiter,
My sister, with her ratty red-highlighted hair and her linen pajamas and her combat boots - how could she possibly worry about being possessed by a goddess? What goddess would want her, except the goddess of chewing gum?
The goddess Nemesis, Bertol Grimmer's favourite motif after the War. The goddess of revenge.
Who do you serve?" Lanferelle asked.
"Sir John Cornerwailled," Hook said proudly.
Lanferelle was pleased. "Sir John! Ah, there's a man. His mother must have slept with a Frenchman.
Sisters of the Nigrizia
Naphtali is a doe let loose that bears beautiful fawns.
A Creole woman is like a child, she wants to possess everything immediately; like a child, she would set fire to a house in order to fry an egg. In her languor, she thinks of nothing; when passionately aroused, she thinks of any act possible or impossible.
I'm bored, lalalallalalala OLLI OXEN SOMETHING!!
But something's missing ( Aber etwas fehlt ).
A pale, thin, small woman, perfectly coiffed, perfectly dressed, without makeup, without a single piece of jewelry, ascetic (viperous?) (her heart sullied by the world's contagion?) stands beside Eduardo, making him gigantic: she smiles mechanically.
Nocht is your fairnes bot ane faiding flour, Nocht is your famous laud and hie honour Bot wind inflat in uther mennis eiris.
You pompous, rotund, neighborly, vacuous, complacent ... - Yossarian
Let me love you, Ysolde. Let this happen. Since I was reborn, I have lived every moment in despair because I lost you. Let me worship you now as I've longed to do all those years.
Baltic, Love In The Time of Dragons
A thin woman about fifty with a face like a silver hatchet.
She was a lovely blonde, with fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on her head, and her pearls were in her mouth.
So far, she'd been her usual lame self: solitary and routine-loving, carefully avoiding any path that might lead to spontaneous human interaction.
Lena Kaligaris
a Nean derthal with a badge.
Sameron adion aso
I shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow
Who the rut is that Nubrevnan Windwitch? And: He should really learn how to button a shirt.
Does she belong to you, Finnikin?" Yata asked, her eyes piercing. "No," he said after a moment. "But she belongs to my heart. I feel her absence strongly and it brings me ... sorrow.
Hic sunt leones. Here be lions.
The prostitutes were from the lowest social levels and, like all women who catered to foreign men, came to be called rashamen, "Western sheep," and were ostracized from Japanese society. 29 From this group of Japanese women the Western artists and photographers found their models.
Gabriel jokes, "If they find out Blondine got the last of the bread there'll be murder."
Nesbitt says, "If that's true I'll murder her myself.
Malina looked incredulous. "Are you anything more than a Druid?"
"Of course I am. I own this shop and I play a mean game of chess, and I've been told that I'm a frakkin' Cylon."
"What's a frakkin' Cylon?"
"I don't know, but it sounds really scary when you say it with a Polish Accent.
What do you want, Alvaro?
- Kristine
Ikaw. Marry me.
- Alvaro
A young lady's most natural ally is her sister although sometimes our own relatives are as inscrutable to us as an antipodean.
This town needs people like Neva Shilling, people with a giving spirit and a desire to serve. Especially in these times of hardship, Mrs. Shilling is a beacon of hope that things can be better if we're willing to give of ourselves.
I love taking challenges, as my name Leander means 'lion's heart.'
She was a woman whose spirit had been hammered and forged until she could only ring true. Compared with the rest of us sho was silver, while we were pewter, a common of lead and tin.
Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm
Thy tongue
Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd,
Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower,
With ravishing division, to her lute.
Jody said, "Ma, you're shore good."
"Oh, yes. When it's rations."
"Well, I'd a heap ruther you was good about rations and mean about other things."
"Oh, I be mean, be I?"
"Only about jest a very few things," he soothed her.
Quid nomen tibi est? She was not about to offer her name up to a stranger. It was almost the only thing she possessed that nobody had stolen.
naked goddess with
mistress of Netherfold.
We are no longer the knights who say Ni! We are now the knights who say ekki-ekki-ekki-pitang-zoom-boing!
Norbert?" Charlie laughed. "The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now."
"Wha
Norbert's a girl?"
"Oh yeah," said Charlie.
"How can you tell?" asked Hermoine.
"They're a lot more vicious," said Charlie.
Fortuna, that vicious slut.
Tinks titties Rache
Jenks
Nani's allegiance is to her anger
and
anger
runs deeper than blood and skin.
It's set in bone
and bone, once broken,
never
heals the same.
Rune, made Anita "doolally in
Neferet, you're nuttier than squirrel turds.
Lanthe whirled around and punched her sister in the tit. Regrettably, Sabine was wearing a metal breastplate.
How sweet Japanese woman is! All the possibilities of the race for goodness seem to be concentrated in her.
Koekebakker, I feel so strange inside.' 'Well you certainly smell like jenever,' I said. 'No,' Japi said, ' it's not the jenever. I think my soul is too big.
The Kismet soon approaches. A new dawn is on the rise. The winds of change are blowing.
Previously, when I began to write this tale, I set out by saying that Mlle. Claude was a whore. She is a whore, of course, and I'm not trying to deny it, but what I say now is
if Mlle. Claude is a whore then what name shall I find for the other women I know?
What!You know German?
Nayrol is without speech and therefore never lies ... (Nayrol is) one of the nature gods of the Red River people. Objective evidence is the ultimate authority. Recorders may lie, but Nature is incapable of it.
Taleenoi olngisoilechashur.
The pleased sea on a white-breasted shore
A shore that wears on her alluring brows Rare shells, far brought, the love-gifts of the sea, That blushed a tell-tale.
Hey," Anaxantis protested. "Oh," he added, when the Muktar prince took his member in his mouth. "Oh ... that's what you meant by servicing." He laughed softly.
"Aw, aw, teeth, teeth, no teeth," he hissed suddenly.
"Sowwy," Timishi, mumbled with his mouth full. "Towd you it wouldn't je jood.
Karina and Tho-orn, sitting in a tree-ee. Kay-eye-ess-ess-eye-en-gee.
Knave of hearts and bane to all women, be it known that you must win your tournament for me, otherwise I shall have a most difficult time explaining to my new lord my newest addition.
-A letter to Stryder, from Rowena
#Bellarke forever.
[After the Captain of the guards went into the wagon, where Laurent dressed as Jokaste was wearing a short blue dress]
'The stories of Lady Jokaste's beauty are not exaggerated,' said the Captain, man-to-man, as they wound their way across the countryside.
Ngari-ngari - literally
Berthe Morisot was a painter full of eighteenth-century delicacy and grace; in a word, the last elegant and 'feminine' artists since Fragonard.
What made somethi<>ng>ngng> precious? Losi<>ng>ngng> it and findi<>ng>ngng> it.
By Jove, Poirot,' I exclaimed, 'did you see that young goddess?' Poirot
The charm of Brittany is to be found in the people and in the churches. The former, with their peculiar costumes and their customs, are full of interest, and the latter are of remarkable beauty and quaintness.
Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I love her ten times more than e'er I did: O, how I long to have some chat with her!
Toni, you bring me luck. I'm gonna wear you like a charm.
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.
I must admit that I haven't heard of the Duchess of Erat before."
"You're a fortunate man," Wolf said.
"She's a great beauty," the man said admiringly.
"And has a temper to match," Wolf told him.
"I noticed that," the guard said.
"We noticed you noticing," Silk told him slyly.
beautiful young maiden?
Have you had this place inspected?" he asked. "The house is ready to fall off its timbers. I couldn't risk coming in here without offering a quick prayer to Butyakengo."
"Who?"
"A Gypsy protective spirit." He smiled at her. "But now that I'm here, I'll take my chances.
In her bottled up is a woman peppery as curry,
a yam of a woman of butter and brass,
Japanese chase-away juice." And
Next to that dragon Micha had wirtten: 'KIS EacH OthER'.
Abel looked at Anna. Anna looked at Abel.
'She is the little queen,' said Abel, 'in our fairy tale, at least.'
'One must obey the queen,' said Anna.
Naina is one of the most special films & special characters that I've played in recent times
Greger gave us a faraway look.
'Now you'rrre getting somewhere, lads! This is Holgerrri.'
I turned to Niila and muttered a gruesome premonition:
'By God, but he's going to get beaten up.
'What?' said Greger
'Oh, nothing.
Kill that Garde as hard as you can!
We must name the eminent and fascinating Prince N. - once the vanquisher of female hearts all over Europe.
Ena milo melomon, frai is frau and swee is too, swee is two when swoo is free, ana mala woe is we!
Astra is perfect.
Katerina Lvovna lived a boring life in the rich house of her father-in-law during the five years of marriage to her unaffectionate husband; but, as often happens, no one paid the slightest attention to this boredom of hers.
Jules was a proud little toy. She decided that she was going to work very hard to be the best wolf she could be.
I love you, a nighean donn. I have loved ye from the moment I saw ye, I will love ye 'til time itself is done, and so long as you are by my side, I am well pleased wi' the world.
She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.
Her heavy peasant face was fringed by a bang of red hair like a woolen table-spread, a color at once strange and attractive, an obstinate color, a color that seemed to make Lena feel something alien and bad-tempered had settled over her forehead ...
Until tomorrow, Fair Isolde.
Something is always wanting to incomplete fortune.
[Lat., Curtae nescio quid semper abest rei.]
I would like a cappuccino," says Linus politely. "Thank you."
"Your name?"
"I'll spell it for you," he says. "Z-W-P-A-E-N
"
"What?" She stares at him, Sharpie in hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. Double F-hyphen-T-J-U-S. It's an unusual name, Linus adds gravely. "It's Dutch.
We have many obligations to this good lady, who is a kind neighbour, an obliging friend, and a most agreeable companion: she speaks English prettily, and is greatly attached to the people and the customs of our nation. They
When the Dutch ambassador tried to humiliate her by refusing her a seat, Nzinga had shown her power by ordering one of her advisers to all fours to make a human chair of her body. That was the kind of power I sought ...
She was a tall, seedy, sad-eyed blonde who had once been a policewoman and had lost her job when she married a cheap little check bouncer named Johnny Horne, to reform him. She hadn't reformed him, but she was waiting for him to come out so she could try again.
The beloved's innocence brutalizes the lover. As the singing of a mad person behind you on the train enrages you, its beautiful animal-like teeth shining amid black planes of paint. As Helen enrages history. Senza uscita.
Fraj-ile, I say, pronouncing it the way she does - as if it might be a popular tourist destination in the Pacific, beautiful Fraj Isle, with its white sandy beaches and shark-filled coves.
A girl on North Fremont is discouraged by the postman, who tells her that only a traitor would dare exchange letters with the Japanese. NEW