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Morini read the letter three times. With a heavy heart, he thought how wrong Norton was when she said her love and her ex-husband and everything they'd been through were behind her. Nothing is ever behind us.
I am going to shoot a muffin of Marlean's head.
The spell is Morgians
I mun hev' my wage, and I mun goa! I hed aimed to dee wheare I'd sarved fur sixty year;
Jacen Solo, your sojourn in the lands of the dead is at an end. It is time once again to walk the bright fields of day.
You made the right choice," Roden whispered. "Though you did choose his name rather quickly.
"He has a skinny neck. He'd have died faster." (Jaron)
"That's why you chose me? Because it'll take me longer to die?"
"Yes, Roden, that's exactly why."
"Enough bickering!" (Vargan)
Little Arin has missed me. I will not be parted from him."
"Would you consider changing his name?"
"No."
"What if I begged?"
"Not a chance."
"Roshar, the tiger has grown."
"And what a sweet big boy he is.
Peaceful Warrior
I got killed against Morimoto. I brought out white plates with food; I thought that was really nice. He brings out sculptures of ice, Noah's ark made of balsa wood that he carved at his restaurant downstairs, smoking trees ... When I saw that, I looked at my sous chef and I'm like, we're toast.
From a swift canter the powerful legs of Melynlas stretched to a gallop. The stallion's muscles heaved beneath him and Taran, sword raised, plunged into the sea of men. His head spun and he gasped as if drowning. He realized he was terrified.
Oh yeah? How about M'Lin the cursed?
Maven stares after his fleeing brother. "He does not like to lose. And" - he lowers his voice, now so close to me I can see the tiny flecks of silver in his eyes - "neither do I. I won't lose you, Mare. I won't."
"You'll never lose me.
Braeden had just become my own personal earthquake. Everything inside me felt rattled and shifted. The composition of my insides would never be the same again.
ORANGE MARMALADE',
Wicked Abyss, page 279, Lila, Princess Calliope of Sylvan to Abyssian "Sian" Infernas, King of Pandemonia
"There's a face to the violence you love so much, a cost that the Morior never have to pay. Why wouldn't you love war? You never feel the toll like the rest of us.
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Mare?"
"Are you afraid, Maven?"
"I am. I'm afraid of failing. I'm afraid of letting this opportunity pass us by. And I'm afraid of what happens if nothing in this world ever changes. That scares me more than dying.
Gervasio Lonquimay
Dweller in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation, mark! Who in widow weeds appears, Laden with unhonoured years, Noosing with care a bursting purse, Baited with many a deadly curse?
Thanks to men
Of noble minds, is honorable meed.
Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm
Niki Behrikis Shanahan
I'll give you a cake if you get him in the stream by the end of the afternoon,' Mori said to Six.
'Hold on,' Thaniel said. 'No making criminals of the orphans, Fagin.'
'But I want some cake,' Six frowned. 'And his name isn't Fagin.
Soon the Boggy Mun would open up shop. I wore no cloak and had no pockets. I carried my knife and salt in a basket. Little Red Riding Hood, skipping off into the woods. And whom will she meet?
Why, her own self, of course: the wolf.
In all of her immortal life, Morweena had never felt so alone, helpless or weak. So scared.
So, on the eastern summit, clad in gray, morn, like a horseman girt for travel, comes, and from his tower of mist night's watchman hurries down.
I am Alvarr sen Danyd, and I call you in Teganne's name. I need you. Come!
Bronze gods, Mikani. You've seen death before. Bloody hells, we've buried friends together, you and I."
"She's different, Hu."
"Then tell her that before it's too late, you sodding imbecile.
The legendary Tuatha De Danaan had come! And what did the grand Keltar laird do?
Fainted like a willy-nilly peahen.
I tell you Dain is a splendid catch. I advise you to set your hooks and reel him in."
Jessica took a long swallow of her cognac. "This is not a trout, Genevieve. This is a great, hungry shark."
"Then use a harpoon.
declared Mr Marrable magniloquently;
Prema (love): practise that; develop that; spread that; and all the hatreds and jealousies of today will disappear. That is the duty of the Divine Life Society, here as well as elsewhere.
Marry, this is miching mal hecho. It means mischief!
meinstein n. My son, the genius.
And mo the merier is a Prouerbe eke.
[The more the merrier.]
A tin horn politician with the manner of a rural corn doctor and the mien of a ham actor
airing the marmots
[Hariharan is] an outstanding writer.
Jinn ... occupy bodies which are in a liminal state ... when consciousness is a sheet of copper beaten down, mirroring only the moment
O Mariner-soul, Thy quest is but begun, There are new worlds Forever to be won.
hi lisen to the sound of music
They walked back through the village, and Miri kept her eyes on the ground before her. The whole world had shifted, and she was not sure she could keep her feet. She was her ma alive again. When Miri returned, she found Marda moved
What's that?' Thaniel said, curious. The postmarks and stamps weren't English or Japanese.
'A painting. There's a depressed Dutchman who does countryside scenes and flowers and things. It's ugly, but I have to maintain the estates in Japan and modern art is a good investment.
There is a saying, if any stranger enquire of the first met of Maan, were it even a child, "Who is here the sheykh?" he would answer him "I am he.
Magistrate's son and is quite concerned with appearances. She is a weekender. Mutch - Mutch is the youngest member of
I wear not motley in my brain.
Only please, do be careful to bear in mind that Mordak's a goblin. Enlightened, yes, but a goblin. He likes his employees loyal or lightly steamed on a bed of bruised rocket.
a black granite cube containing only the character mu
amanuensis. A rapt
The past no longer exists, and the future does not yet exist," Morik reasoned. "So live in the present and enjoy it, my friend. Enjoy every moment.
M.O.A. I. doth sway my life.
A ghra. A amhain. My love. My only.
Whatever lived in Marbh Raon could not grow; yet such could not die, as all was held in an ethereal state of turbulent animation, too bound with dread to move, thus remaining forever still.
I am Celaena Sardothien,Adarlan's Assasin.If these men knew who i was,they'd stop laughing.I am Celaena Sardothien.I am going to win.I will not be afraid.
'Mira Grant' is actually my pseudonym. And 'Seanan' is pronounced 'SHAWN-in.'
There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millett's
always wrapped in the mystery of the Merovingian age,
You put out a funny podcast, you talk about bak chor mee. I will say mee siam mai hum.
Morgenthau quotes
The misfortune is that although everyone must come to [death], each experiences the adventure in solitude. We never left Maman during those last days ... and yet we were profoundly separated from her.
Veiled melancholy has her sovereign shrine
Wotan of Walhalla,
I fear Michaelson not at all. Michaelson is a fiction, you fools. The truth of him is Caine. You do not comprehend the distinction; and so he will destroy you.
Sameron adion aso
I shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow
Minho looks like a main character of a manga.
Abandoned mill that
Man is born to die. His works are short-lived. Buildings crumble, monuments decay, and wealth vanishes, but Katahdin in all it's glory forever shall remain the mountain of the people of Maine.
St. Soren, Bastard Patron Saint of Manipulation
In regards to maan (to seek importance from others), a man will become impudent if he keeps getting insulted up to a point. If he gets maan (importance from others) to a certain level, he grows stronger. And if he gets too much maan [praise], then his desire for it will come to end.
Mo Nighean donn," he whispered," mo chridhe. My brown lass, my heart."
Come to me. Cover me. Shelter me. a bhean, heal me. Burn with me, as I burn for you.
The Mirrow will always win from the Shadow.
M'lord," Janos Slynt reminded him. "You'll address me-"
"I'll go, my lord. But you are making a mistake, my lord. You are sending the wrong man, my lord. Just the sight of me is going to anger Mance ...
Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee.
Now, let's not be hasty,' said Mik 'What exactly is a samurai, really? Do you think that's something we should know before we wish it?'
'Good point. It might turn us both into Japenese men.' She squinted at him. 'Would you still love me if I were a Japenese man?'
'Of course
The assassin in the night. The fire on the Jana. The woman in Judgment Square. Each event had led Merik here, to Noden's temple. To a fresco of the god's Left Hand.
And only a fool ignored Noden's gifts.
toward the Mount.4
His fair landlady was in despair. She would most willingly have made M. d'Artagnan her husband
such a handsome man, and such a fierce mustache!
It's me,' said Damen. 'It's me, here with you. Say my name.' 'Damianos.' He
Arin used to clutch his head in disgusted wonder at how fascinated he'd once been by the daughter of the Valorian general. He used to sting at her rejection. Now, though, the thought of Kestrel gave him a cold relief. Ice on a bruise.
A cloak of darkness she wove about them when Melkor and Ungoliant set forth: an Unlight,
Marzipan's a private matter!
He understands muslin
Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are."
The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
"Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
"Fuck you," said the raven.
The norns are goddesses of fate, of love and hate; they are weaving on the loom of destiny. All the lives of people and gods, past and present, are woven on their loom. Your thread of life was long ago spun and placed in their great image.
N OthI n g can s urPas s the m y SteR y of s tilLnes s
Oh, I'm going to kill Mundungus Fletcher!
Oh, blessed Domi!" the Aon exclaimed, approaching quickly.
"Ashe!" she said, wiping her eyes with a quivering hand, numbed by shock.
"You never use the Lord's name!"
"If He has brought me to you, then He has His first Seon convert," Ashe said,
pulsing excitedly.
Rowen Sterling: Putting the wise back in wiseass. I think I've found a kindred spirit.
Please sir, eat the nuts that are here for you. - Melamie Masters
Thou art the Mars of malcontents.
You are my mere jaan, my life, Kelsey Hayes.
Hodor, said Hodor. Maester
Monseigneur Bienvenu was simply a man who took note of the exterior of mysterious questions without scrutinizing them, and without troubling his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave respect for darkness.
What happend to that Moroi boy you had in tow last time?"
"Oh, he's over there," I said, flushing slightly. "I ,uh, married him
Parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus.
(Mountains are in labour, a ridiculous mouse will be born)
Japanese moe relationships socially dysfunctional men develop deep attachments to body pillows with women painted on them.
Chapter1
M. Myriel
Oh! Happiness
I am looking for you
In the wilderness,
In and around the palaces,
In my possessions, in my wealth and splendor, I can see you far away,
Like an illusion,
I try to touch feel and smell but,
Like a morichica you dance far away.
Tai'shar Manetheren," he said softly. Nynaeve's mouth fell open, then curled into a tremulous smile. Sudden tears glistened in her eyes as she spun to face him, her face joyous. He smiled back at her, and there was nothing cold in his eyes. Elayne
The others down by the melon bed. Nagaina spun clear round,