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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2968ffa | William glanced at her sword. His upper lip rose, showing her his teeth. That was all right. She wasn't Red Riding Hood, she wasn't scared, and her grandmother could curse his ass so hard, he wouldn't know which way was up for a week. | cerise-mar | Ilona Andrews | |
| 8df7fc5 | Breaking into the house in the middle of the night just wasn't his style. He did his best work in plain view, and, usually, his tongue was doing most of it. Now that was an interesting thought. | funny ilona-andrews kaldar the-edge tongue | Ilona Andrews | |
| 573c488 | She pictured him exploding into bloody mist. No. Too quick. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 5240f1d | Why not? It's natural selection. Just like nature." I wrinkled my nose. "Boudas love this argument, because it gives them an excuse to do all the wrong things. 'I'm sorry I screwed your sister and got my penis stuck in your German shepherd. It's in my nature. I just couldn't help myself." | excuses nature | Ilona Andrews | |
| 4599a82 | When you keep people from doing things they are destined to do, they go crazy. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 19c4c70 | What can I do for you, Arbitrator?" I asked. "George, please. There is no hot water in my bathroom." "Oh really?" You don't say. "Yes. In fact, it's ice-cold." He raised a half-filled glass. Thin slivers of ice floated on its surface. "I drew this from the tap in my sink." "How unfortunate. When did this happen?" "About two minutes ago." "While you were in the shower?" "Yes." "My apologies. I'll get right on that." George squinted at me, .. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 3e9a6ab | Yes, I'm a hermit. Mostly I brood," Mad Rogan said. "Also I'm very good at wallowing in self-pity. I spend my days steeped in melancholy, looking out the window. Occasionally a single tear quietly rolls down my cheek." Arabella and Lina snickered in unison. "Do you also brush a white orchid against your lips?" Arabella put in. "While sad music plays in the background?" Lina grinned. "Perhaps," Mad Rogan said." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| b98709c | You enjoyed it. It made you feel alive. You were looking kind of green." "Oh, so it was a lifesaving kiss." "Well, if you want to put it that way ..." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 9a3fd23 | In the crime novels, a PI is either an ex-cop or has some cop buddies who owed him a favor and who happily provided him with the department's files, while carrying on about how it could cost them their job. I had no cop buddies. I tried to avoid them as much as possible. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 6837d27 | When alone in a dark forest waiting for an audience with an evil god, the most prudent course of action is to be quiet and wait. 'Prudent' wasn't one of my favourite words. "Hello? I've come to borrow a cup of sugar. Anybody? Perhaps there is an old woman with a house made of candy who could help me?" "Marrying for love isn't wise." The voice came from somewhere to the left. Melodious, but not soft, definitely female and charged with a prom.. | ilona-andrews kate-daniels magic-bites | Ilona Andrews | |
| 37a0df4 | A tall blonde entered the room, wearing a yellow sash that marked her as advocate. Two men followed her, carrying papers. She was lean and long-legged, with a graceful neck and nice ankles, and William took a minute to watch her come down the aisle. She looked high-strung and difficult. Still, good legs. Mmm, smelled of mimosa, too. Expensive scent. Cerise smelled better, when clean. | william | Ilona Andrews | |
| 3b5edfd | I will always be there. I will walk across the whole planet if I have to." I closed my eyes and whispered, "I'll meet you halfway." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 6bf5d3d | We don't need the money that badly," my mother said. "According to my sisters, we do." I slid the photograph with dollar signs toward her. Mom swung toward Grandma Frida. "Mom!" Grandma Frida's eyes got really big. "What? Don't look at me!" "You started this." Ha! Attack deflected and redirected. "I did no such thing. I'm innocent. You always blame me for everything." "You started it and you encouraged it. Now look, she's taking on murders .. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| c7fa412 | I am a god. I don't do fair. | gods unfair | ilona andrews | |
| 3803596 | I see Kayla dragged you into this." I smiled at him. "No, sir, I just came to borrow a cup of sugar." "Heh." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 2369f88 | Jim waited for us at the Gold Gate. His teeth were bared. "What happened to barely winning?" "You said sloppy! Look, I didn't even use my sword; I hit him with my head like a moron." "A man with a sword attacked you and you disarmed him and knocked him out cold in under two seconds." He turned to Curran. The Beast Lord shrugged. "It's not my fault that he didn't know how to fall." Jim's gaze slid from Curran to Dali. "What the hell was that.. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| efdf2e9 | Curran let our a ragged snarl and punched the other wall. It burst and the entire wreck of the house came down in a fountain of dust. He shook his hand, his knuckles bloody. "Bricks are hard," I told him patiently, as if to a child. "Don't hit bricks. No, no." Curran picked up a brick and snapped it in half. Idiot" | curran kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| 758de01 | You expect me to fall on my back with my legs spread." "Not necessarily. ... You can fall on your hands and knees if you prefer. Or against the wall. Or on the kitchen counter. I suppose I might let you be on top, if you make it worth my while." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 191e95f | I waited. The moment you start speaking, you become less scary, and I had no intention of being less scary. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 9aabde2 | I like home. It's warm and there are books. | home | Ilona Andrews | |
| 3f619f5 | It's funny how loud horrified silence can be. Curran laughed. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| dfec231 | It's a lovely day and we're under siege. People are trying to murder us." Her eyes shone with excitement. "Isn't it marvelous?" | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 96a6c06 | Cornelius opened the car door and cautiously peered out. "Yes?" I asked. "Checking to see if it's safe to come out." Everyone was a comedian. I sighed and went into my office." | nevada-baylor wildfire | Ilona Andrews | |
| 86db031 | An artist is the magician put among men to gratify--capriciously--their urge for immortality. The temples are built and brought down around him, continuously and contiguously, from Troy to the fields of Flanders. If there is any meaning in any of it, it is in what survives as art, yes even in the celebration of tyrants, yes even in the celebration of nonentities. What now of the Trojan War if it had been passed over by the artist's touch? D.. | history literature | Tom Stoppard | |
| 59c9ee2 | We shed as we pick up, like travelers who must carry everything in their arms, and what we let fall will be picked up by those behind. The procession is very long and life is very short. We die on the march. But there is nothing outside the march so nothing can be lost to it. The missing plays of Sophocles will turn up piece by piece, or be written again in another language. Ancient cures for diseases will reveal themselves once more. Mathe.. | Tom Stoppard | ||
| 8d9c6c2 | and for the last three minutes on the wind of a windless day I have heard the sound of drums and flute... | Tom Stoppard | ||
| 37ad6d1 | HANNAH: ....English landscape was invented by gardeners imitating foreign painters who were evoking classical authors. The whole thing was brought home in the luggage from the Grand Tour. Here, look -- Capability Brown doing Claude, who was doing Virgil. Arcadia! And here, superimposed by Richard Noakes, untamed nature in the style of Salvator Rosa. It's the Gothic novel expressed in landscape. Everything but vampires. | rosa salvator-rosa | Tom Stoppard | |
| 9afae0b | The two of them went down in a heap, with not even a turkey to break their fall. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| e3c1003 | Conor, I could search the world for another swashbuckling scientist, but I doubt if I would find one like you. | lovers romance scientist search swashbuckling world | Eoin Colfer | |
| 75e02e2 | Artemis: How long will it take you to prepare the time spell? | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 8b4e1ac | In comic books, people with gifts became superheroes; in real life they became outcasts. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 508b99c | Meg and Belch only had eyes for each other. Not in the usual romantic sense. | humor | Eoin Colfer | |
| f00042c | All we can hope for is that he will fall into the ocean with a bar of soap in his pocket. | fall humor kids ocean pocket soap washing | Eoin Colfer | |
| 1b9e56a | Well, young man, have you found anyone worthy of your respect?" Artemis smiled back. "Yes," he said. "I believe I have." | Eoin Colfer | ||
| c33f295 | Honor to the earth," the abbot said, "honor to the dead in the passing of the year; honor to the living, in the coming of the new. A Great Year passes tonight. A new one begins. Let the good that is old continue and let the rest perish...." | C.J. Cherryh | ||
| b05a871 | One swallows the lie that flatters, but sips the bitter truth drop by drop. | truth | Denis Diderot | |
| e784966 | Certain forms are torn down, and it is well that they should be, but on condition that they are followed by reconstruction. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 2f15b74 | Gauvin reprit : -Et la femme? qu'en faites-vous? Cimourdain repondit: -Ce qu'elle est. La servante de l'homme. -Oui. A une condition. -Laquelle? -C'est que l'homme sera le serviteur de la femme. -Y penses-tu? s'ecria Cimourdain, l'homme serviteur! Jamais. L'homme est maitre . Je n'admet qu'une royaute, celle du foyer. L'homme chez lui est roi. -Oui. A une condition. -Laquelle? -C'est que la femme y sera reine. | Victor Hugo | ||
| c2b829a | Voyager, c'est naitre et mourir a chaque instant. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 43a7110 | We are in the hands of those gods, those monsters, those giants: our thoughts. | Victor Hugo | ||
| ef4a19c | The Louis XIII style in perfumery, composed of the elements dear to that period - orris-powder, musk, civet and myrtle-water, already known by the name of angel-water - was scarcely adequate to express the cavalierish graces, the rather crude colours of the time which certain sonnets by Saint-Amand have preserved for us. Later on, with the aid of myrrh and frankincense, the potent and austere scents of religion, it became almost possible to.. | Joris-Karl Huysmans | ||
| 41df966 | Let us never weary of repeating, that to think first of the disinherited and sorrowful classes; to relieve, ventilate, enlighten, and love them; to enlarge their horizon to a magnificent extent; to lavish upon them education in every shape; to set them an example of labor, and never of indolence; to lessen the weight of the individual burden by increasing the notion of the universal aim; to limit poverty without limiting wealth; to create v.. | poverty-alleviation | Victor Hugo | |
| 09e5dd4 | To have lied is to have suffered. | Victor Hugo | ||
| d8365be | The victory of humanity over man. Humanity had conquered the inhuman. And by what means? In what way? How had it overcome the giant of anger and hatred? What arms had it used? What engine of war? The cradle. | Victor Hugo |