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The sight of a man hath the force of a Lyon.
Weezy F. Baby/ And the 'F' ain't for fear
What would it be like to have Raffe's hand caress my nipple?
Proximity to this death makes me nostalgic for the French language.
Semper fuckin' fi
There's a softness to Raffe's look that I've never seen before. It's not that I see naked longing or tender love or anything like that. And if I did, it would just be in my messed-up fantasies.
Not that I fantasize about him.
Leh has few of what Europeans regard as travelling necessaries. The brick tea which I purchased from a Lhassa trader was disgusting. I afterwards understood that blood is used in making up the blocks. The flour was gritty, and a leg of mutton turned out to be a limb of a goat of much experience.
Hello, Hazel Levesque.
NO!" Raffe grips me as if he can bind my soul to my body. An upside-down view of the doorway shows up in my field of vision. Smoke waft through it.
Although the pain obscures Raffe's warmth, I feel the presure of his hug, the rocking of our bodies back and forth as he repeats the word, "No.
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.
I give Raffe a quick hug. I don't care who sees me at this point. Raffe might, though.
Be that as it may, it is here that Le Chiffre will, we are confident, endeavour on or after 15 June to make a profit at baccarat of fifty million francs on a working capital of twenty-five million. (And, incidentally, save his life.)
He was a LEPER, you idiot! Not a leopard.
Pas a pas, se va luenh.
Step by step, we make our way.
Sefi, what do you think? SheSefi-- Pierce Brown
He is both the Raffe I know and a terrifying stranger. He looks like a pissed-off demigod. I've only glimpsed him once in this perfect angel form.
Little Richard was drenched in milk, and the cow was none too happy. But the iron brig door hung open. "Good job," said Slank. "Next time, you milk the cow," said Little Richard.
Lechery is secretive, but must finally reveal itself to at least one.
I watch in awe as Raffe pummels Beliel with blows so fast they're almost a blur. The force of the emotion behind those blows is immense. For the first time, he doesn't bother to hide his frustration and anger, or his longing for the wings he lost.
I hurt him, Larel ...
Fee-fi-fo-fum -
Now I'm borrowed.
Now I'm numb.
We saw Leif to the door and wished him farewell. Time to hit the hay for the last time in this old house, I told my hound as I closed the door on the vampire. All right, buddy. What'll it be?
Make mistakes, Lille. Walk on the cracks. Break the rules that were made to be broken.
Beautee eneuch to mak a world to dote.
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So you do scream like a little girl," says Raffe with some satisfaction in his voice. I
I stick to Raffe as close as I can manage without having to explain why I'm hugging his back.
Larousse Gastronomique has always been the first and last word on classic European techniques and recipes. I love that it has expanded its reach to cover world cuisines and modern culinary innovations, making it more indispensable than ever.
French was my first language.
The bronze rider of Mnementh, Lord F'lar, will require quarters for himself. I, F'nor, brown rider, prefer to be lodged with the wingmen. We are, in number, twelve. F'lar liked that touch of F'nor's, totting up the wing strength, as if Fax were incapable of counting.
Meow, Meow, Motherfucker.
Stick-thin, alabaster-pale Etienne LeBlanc runs down the rue de Dinan with Madame Ruelle, the baker's wife, on his heels: the least-robust rescue ever assembled.
Eh! Je suis leur chef, il fallait bien les suivre. (Ah well! I am their leader, I really ought to follow them.)
Moi?", said I, in perfect fucking French.
On to some juicy French philosophical sex-killing murder-suicide cannibal thing. You?"
"Still the controversial Hungarian breast-cancer radioactive seed implant treatment thing. I adore you."
"Je t'adore aussi. Call me. Bye."
"Bye.
Ane fals intent under ane fair pretence
Hes causit mony innocent for to de.
Grit folie is to gif over-sone credence
To all that speiks fairlie unto the.
Raffe must be thinking something similar because he tightens his grip around my waist as if to say, not this one
I love you, lirsha
I think Lafayette wants to rap in French now. I have to go learn some French.
Damn it, Lafayette
I am the most un-French Frenchman you will ever meet.
Graff smiled a little Mona Lisa smile, if Mona Lisa had been a pudgy colonel.
Beate the dog before the Lyon.
First thing we need to do," said Bean, "is split up." "No," said Petra. "I've done this before, Petra. Going into hiding. Keeping from getting caught." "And if we're together we're too identifiable, la la la," she said. "Saying 'la la la' doesn't mean it isn't true.
hi lisen to the sound of music
Forte is French ... for blanket fort.
Leuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, ... Live today, tomorrow is not.
Francaise with our own proper pack. This permission, we feel bound to say, was graciously granted; which compels us here to give a public contradiction to the slanderers who pretend that we live
Ut laeve is genne pannekook
The love of pelf increases with the pelf.
[Lat., Crescit amor nummi quantum ipsa pecunia crescit.]
A forte always makes a foible.
Raff, what have you done to yourself? Your hair is positively blue.
Fee fi foe fum, she's scratching on my back. Oh, here she comes.
Mr. Lehrer's muse is not fettered by such inhibiting factors as taste.
Lyon is full of temperamental gourmets, eternally engaged in a never-ending search for that imaginary, perfect, unknown little back-street bistro, where one can dine in the style of Louis XIV for the price of a pack of peanuts.
Prends l'e loquence et tords-lui son cou! Take eloquence and break its neck!
You've got me under your skin now, Lille.
Some of our jokes we made up on the fly. I love Lecrae; we have been friends for a while and he is just one of my favorite people.
Mr Lefoux, would you fetch Prim for me? She seems to have been kilted." Quesnel
I am proud to wear the name Le Pen.
A bad word that I can't say that starts with f.
Larousse has a place of honor on every cookbook shelf in America.
You only need four words to spell the greatest word in the universe: L.O.V.E.
L'chaim. Where there is life, my friends, there is hope.
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.
Semper Fi! MotherFucker!
And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.
Gardette-LePrete Mansion is
The tastes of France are changing and we are the last of the banquet.
The purpose of this lectchoor is to let you know where we are. We are in the deep cack. It couldn't be worse if it was raining arseholes. Any questions?
You can't spell squirrel without si, and that's me.
... Yelena? Hello?" Leif poked my arm.
"I'm here."
"What are we going to do?" Leif asked me.
"It's too late to go anywhere else. Kiki and the horses will watch the outside of the building and alert me if anyone approaches."
"Ooh, guard horses. How quaint.
L'chaim. It means 'to life.
Who's got two thumbs, speaks limited French and hasn't cried once today? This moi.
I'll lick a leper's neck before I take a lung-full o' your stench, Brother Row.
Our minifridge had nothing but tres leches cake in it.
You are still a very loosome lass, Lael Click." "Loosome?" "Lovely. But you need tae regain your strength. I canna wed and bed so wee a fairy.
Given all of this, you'd think LeBon's work might have at some point stopped being influential. But it never did. I suppose one reason for his enduring success is that we tend to love nothing more than to declare other people insane.
I may be French, but I'm playing for Arsenal.
Where did you get that candy again?" Leven asked, worried.
"The pile said 'flavored'," Clover answered back, his face a chocolatey mess.
"Flavored?" Leven said exasperated. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Clover argued. "F-l-a-w-e-d
flavored.
I hold a mouses wit not worth a leke, That hath but on hole for to sterten to.
You'll be reading the breakfast menu without me before you know it.
Hmm, maybe I don't want to learn French
This is a great day for France!
Fuck, I won a Hugo.
It needs a cold wife to prompt lechery.
I am happy to the spokeswoman for this French youth that tomorrow will be spearhead new hope in the shape of the National Front.
You're going to make me L-word you.
You know why the French hate us so much? Thay gave us the croissant. And you know what we did with it? We turned it into our croissandwich, thank you very much.
Alain-Fournier is
This is Deirdre," said Addison. "She's an emu-raffe, which is a bit like a donkey and a giraffe put together, only with fewer legs and a peevish temper. She's a terrible sore loser at cards," he added in a whisper. "Never play an emu-raffe at cards. Say hello, Deirdre!
Raffe is warm and strong and he feels like home. Our faces inch closer as the swarm shifts. For a moment, I can feel his breath feathering my cheek.
Franny, you are the genuine article. You are solid. You are certain. You are like a refrigerator. You hum.
It is critical to have a sound understanding of traditional culinary principles before attempting to push boundaries in cuisine. Larousse Gastronomique helps me execute the progressive cooking we do at Alinea.
The Cameroonian soul is genuine. It is noble, and it embodies humanism.
Without ELF, I'm just an empty shell. I'll always love E.L.F., even if E.L.F. already forgot about SJ.
What the - who the - what the fucking fuck?
Lille lost her way
Ceux qui luttent ce sont ceux qui vivent..
And down here they luttent a very great deal indeed..
But if life be the desideratum,. why grieve,. ils vivent..
Lepers were a common sight all over India and in every part of Calcutta, but extending help beyond dropping a coin or two into their rag-wrapped stumps was not. As a child I was convinced even touching a spot a leper had rubbed against would lead to infection.
A fusty nut with no kernel.
I loved a lass, a fair one,As fair as e'er was seen;She was indeed a rare one,Another Sheba queen:But, fool as then I was,I thought she loved me too:But now, alas! she's left me,Falero, lero, loo!