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b0f2d65
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"Gabriel's green eyes sought Will. "It was demon pox, wasn't it? You know all about it, don't you? Aren't you some sort of expert?" "Well, you needn't act as if I invented it," said Will."
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gabriel
will
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Cassandra Clare |
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cea11c5
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"Things could change, Gabe," Jonas went on. "Things could be different. I don't know how, but there must be some way for things to be different. There could be colors. And grandparents," he added, staring through the dimness toward the ceiling of his sleepingroom. "And everybody would have the memories." "You know the memories," he whispered, turning toward the crib. Garbriel's breathing was even and deep. Jonas liked having him there, though he felt guilty about the secret. Each night he gave memories to Gabriel: memories of boat rides and picnics in the sun; memories of soft rainfall against windowpanes; memories of dancing barefoot on a damp lawn. "Gabe?" The newchild stirred slightly in his sleep. Jonas looked over at him. "There could be love," Jonas whispered." --
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love
gabriel
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Lois Lowry |
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d99d034
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"But what of you?" Gabriel said, and they were very close now, almost touching. "It is your choice to make now, to stay or return." "I will stay," Cecily said. "I choose the war." Gabriel let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "You will give up your home?" "A drafty old house in Yorkshire?" Cecily said. "This is London." "And give up what is familiar?" "Familiar is dull." "And give up seeing your parents? It is against the Law ..." She smiled, the glimmer of a smile. "Everyone breaks the Law." "Cecy," he said, and closed the distance between them, though it was not much, and then he was kissing her--his hands awkward around her shoulders at first, slipping on the stiff taffeta of her gown before his fingers slid behind her head, tangling in her soft, warm hair. She stiffened in surprise before softening against him, the seam of her lips parting as he tasted the sweetness of her mouth. When she drew away at last, he felt light-headed. "Cecy?" he said again, his voice hoarse. "Five," she said. Her lips and cheeks were flushed, but her gaze was steady. "Five?" he echoed blankly. 907/1090 "My rating," she said, and smiled at him. "Your skill and technique may, perhaps, require work, but the native talent is certainly there. What you require is practice." "And you are willing to be my tutor?" "I should be very insulted if you chose another,"
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cecily
gabriel-lightworm
cecily-herondale
gabriel-lightwood
clockwork-princess
the-infernal-devices
gabriel
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Cassandra Clare |
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4220f5b
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"If you'd rather I didn't stay--" I began. "I invited you." "After sustaining a head injury. Which means you aren't responsible for anything you said last night . . . except for the part where you forgave me for wrecking your car." "You were run off the road." "I still feel bad. It was a nice car." I paused. "I'm also sorry about almost getting you killed." "She says, as an afterthought." "It was a really nice car."
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humor
deceptions
head-injury
olivia
gabriel
car
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Kelley Armstrong |
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e7005cc
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"You will leave her alone," Gabriel said. "One way or another." "That sounds like a death threat, Walsh." "Then you lack imagination." --
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kelley-armstrong
james
gabriel
threat
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Kelley Armstrong |
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88b8b0d
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"Yes, you're sleeping in my apartment," I said. "On my sofa. It was an exciting night, but not that exciting. I'd really hope you'd remember if it had been."
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sex-joke
sleepover
olivia
gabriel
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Kelley Armstrong |
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a192b01
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Suddenly an unexpected series of sounds began to be heard in this place up against the starry sky. They were the notes of Oak's flute. It came from the direction of a small dark object under the hedge - a shephard's hut - now presenting an outline to which an unintiated person might have been puzzled to attach either meaning or use. ... Being a man not without a frequent consciousness that there was some charm in this life he led, he stood still after looking at the sky as a useful instrument, and regarded it in an appreciative spirit, as a work of art superlatively beautiful. For a moment he seemed impressed with the speaking loneliness of the scene, or rather with the complete abstraction from all its compass of the sights and sounds of man. ... Oak's motions, though they had a quiet energy, were slow, and their deliberateness accorded well with his occupation. Fitness being the basis of beauty, nobody could have denied tha his steady swings and turns in and about the flock had elements of grace. His special power, morally, physically, and mentally, was static. ... Oak was an intensely human man: indee, his humanity tore in pieces any politic intentions of his which bordered on strategy, and carried him on as by gravitation. A shadow in his life had always been that his flock should end in mutton - that a day could find a shepherd an arrant traitor to his gentle sheep.
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nature
independence
freedom
gabriel-oak
shepherd
gabriel
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Thomas Hardy |
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d6d9609
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". When the plague struck Chicago, the townspeople here erected the gargoyles, and nary a soul was lost to the Black Death." "The bubonic plague predates Chicago by about five hundred years." He lowered himself to the bench. "I know. I was very disappointed when I found out. Almost as bad as when I learned there were no fairies. The world is much more interesting with goblins and plagues." "Unless you catch the plague."
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gargoyles
magic-and-mystery
olivia
gabriel
plague
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Kelley Armstrong |
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0ea7073
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"Don't give me that look," I told the cat. "You've caught one mouse since you've been here. And what do you get in return? Food, shelter, and a human servant to clean up your shit. You didn't even warn me when someone was at the door." "Because his sixth sense tells him I can be trusted." "Then his sixth sense is broken."
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humor
pet-talk
olivia
gabriel
sixth-sense
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Kelley Armstrong |
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b977f45
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"Don't grumble," I said. "Or I'll bake you more cookies."
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olivia
gabriel
teasing
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Kelley Armstrong |
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e51b78f
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"Mr. Walsh?" a woman's voice said. "Can I get a comment, Mr. Walsh?" "That's not about me, is it?" I said. "No, my client. He's on trial for killing his business partner and dissolving him in quicklime. Which is ridiculous." "Uh-huh." "It is. Anyone in my client's line of work knows that quicklime is a very poor solvent. Chemical hydrolysis is the method of choice these days."
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defense-lawyer
murder-method
reporter
gabriel
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Kelley Armstrong |
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5a20e5c
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"I should have a gun." "And you think I can provide it?" "Ask your biker gang buddies." "They prefer the term 'motorcycle club.'" "I'm sure they do."
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kelley-armstrong
olivia
motorcycles
omens
gabriel
gun
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Kelley Armstrong |
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2fe68e3
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"I'll keep it in my bedside drawer, in case I'm woken in the middle of the night and mistake the cat for an intruder. An honest accident." "You're not shooting the cat. It would leave a mess."
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humor
olivia
gabriel
gun
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Kelley Armstrong |
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ceaf90b
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"It is life, more than death, that has no limits. Love becomes greater and nobler and mightier in calamity. We men are the miserable slaves of prejudice. But when a women decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root. There is no god worth worrying about. Let time pass and we will see what it brings. Humanity, like the armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest. Those of us who make the rules have the greatest obligation to abide by them. I don't believe in God but I am afraid of him. It's better to arrive in time than to be invited. Unfaithful but not disloyal. Love, no matter what else it might be, is a natural talent. Nobody teaches life anything. The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love. There is no one with more common sense, no stonecutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid and dangerous, than a poet.
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death
love
marquez
garcia
gabriel
limits
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Gabriel García Márquez |
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4907a4c
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"Do not say it." Gabriel said with quiet menace. "I said nothing." Lucian pointed out. "You raised your eyebrow in that obnoxious way you have," Gabriel replied. "You are in enough trouble with me without adding a sneer to your sins." "She is not like the women I seem to recall from our youth." "You did not know any women in our youth." Gabriel told him."
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gabriel
lucian
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Christine Feehan |
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a02297e
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"Cars like that shouldn't be left in storage. It causes mechanical issues. With brakes and tires and engines and such." My smile returned. "You have no idea what you're talking about, do you?" "Not a word."
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humor
mechanical-issues
olivia
gabriel
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Kelley Armstrong |
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854f925
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"As he talked, I thought, "Maybe I'm wrong about the guy." Put him with someone like Anna Gunderson, a nice woman who has suffered a great tragedy, and his empathetic side came out. And then I realized he was faking it."
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olivia
gabriel
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Kelley Armstrong |
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4fdbbb9
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...ethics were in most cases a burden that could be reasonably ignored in pursuit of necessity.
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gabriel
ethics
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Kelley Armstrong |
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938039c
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Take note, Anderson. Size and martial ability do not need to come with a correlating decrease in intelligence.
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intelligence
brawn-over-brains
chandler
gabriel
stereotype
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Kelley Armstrong |