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FitzChivalry Farseer, too long have you sojourned among the Elderlings, your memory spurned by the very people you saved. Too long have you been in a place where the months pass as if days. Too long have you walked among us in false guise, deprived of your name and your honor. Rise. Turn and face the folk of the Six Duchies, your folk, and be welcomed home at last. By Robin Hobb Farseer Elderlings Long Fitzchivalry Saved

Apelles used to paint a good housewife on a snail, to import that she home-keeping. By James Howell Apelles Snail Homekeeping Paint Good

Le ... feb ... vre ... Ah, yes. You purse your lips as though you were going to kiss some lucky gentleman. Lefebvre. By Carla Kelly Feb Vre Lefebvre Gentleman Purse

This muck heaves and palpitates. It is multi-directional and has a mayor. By Donald Barthelme Palpitates Muck Heaves Mayor Multidirectional

Irish Alzheimer's: you forget everything except the grudges By Judy Collins Alzheimer Irish Grudges Forget

... the loneliness ... the "inexpressibly delicious" sensation of this memory - for as memories are older they're like wine rarer, till if you find a real old memory, one of infancy, not an established often tasted one but a brand new one, it would taste better than the Napoleon brandy Stendhal himself must have stared at ... By Jack Kerouac Memory Napoleon Stendhal Loneliness Inexpressibly

Pusillanimous. Talisman. By Christina Baker Kline Pusillanimous Talisman

Cheese, where you takes liquid from a cow lady's business parts, mix it with a bit o' juices from a baby cow's fourth stomach and then let it grow all fuzzy-moldy for a few years, eh? By Jeffery Russell Cheese Cow Parts Mix Juices

Beh oui. Better sticky than burned. By Peter Mayle Beh Oui Burned Sticky

Clay Blaisdell Western By Stephen King Western Blaisdell Clay

Mum, Dad, Fergus... this is Skulduggery Pleasant By Derek Landy Dad Fergus Mum Pleasant Skulduggery

When my ma went off a old woman called Aunt Emmaline kep' me. (She kep' all de orphunt chillun an' dem who's mammas had been sent off to de breedin' quarters. When dem women had chillun dey brung 'em an' let somebody lak Aunt Emmaline raise em.) By Work Projects Administration Aunt Emmaline Kep Quarters Woman

This is your aunt, Regin the Radiant. We don't believe she possesses verbal governors of any kind. By Kresley Cole Regin Radiant Aunt Kind Possesses

will-o'-the-wisp By Amor Towles Willo Thewisp

Sir McCoolpants Von No Touchy By Penny Reid Touchy Von Sir Mccoolpants

Ill usage makes the sweetest of us vicious. By Winston Graham Ill Vicious Usage Makes Sweetest

PUDDING IS DELICIOUS. By Amy Poehler Pudding Delicious

We are the custodians of people's memories You By Mary-Louise Parker Custodians People Memories

hot, dirty, and multi-orgasmic kind. "Cavolo, By Avery Flynn Hot Dirty Cavolo Kind Multiorgasmic

Germ of endearment By E. Nesbit Germ Endearment

french kissesfrench frieshimtonight By C.j. Carlyon French Frieshimtonight Kissesfrench

Manye chapeleyns arn chaste, ac charite is aweye; Are none hardere than hii whan hii ben avaunced: Unkynde to hire kyn and to alle Cristene, Chewen hire charite and chiden after moore - Swich chastite withouten charite worth cheyned in helle. By William Langland Unkynde Cristene Chewen Swich Charite

Festina lente. Make haste slowly. By James Rollins Festina Lente Make Slowly Haste

In what vile part of this anatomyDoth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sackThe hateful mansion. By William Shakespeare Lodge Vile Part Anatomydoth Mansion

Cavort, dear, just cavort By Carol Burnett Dear Cavort

They spent the next hour nibbling their way through the food stalls, sharing spiral-cut potatoes, pork sandwiches, and cream puffs. They found a table in one of the many shaded beer gardens, and Lou retrieved some ice-cold Summer Shandys to go with their food. The beer had a light lemon edge that offset the malt, making it an ideal hot-summer-day drink. The potato spirals, long twirls coated in bright orange cheese, combined the thin crispiness of a potato chip with a French fry. And the cream puffs... The size of a hamburger on steroids, the two pate a choux ends showcased almost two cups of whipped cream- light, fluffy, and fresh. By Amy E. Reichert Food Cream Stalls Sharing Potatoes

I USED TOmake love.Now IMake coffee. By Chocolate Waters Coffee Tomake Lovenow Imake

I haf the sownd of more words butt i coud not remember the shaps of the letters. By Karen Russell Letters Haf Sownd Words Butt

A pasty costly-made, Where quail and pigeon, lark and leveret lay, Like fossils of the rock, with golden yolks Imbedded and injellied. By Alfred Lord Tennyson Imbedded Costlymade Pigeon Lark Lay

great-grandmother's By Hazel Gaynor Greatgrandmother

When that Aprille with his shoures sote.The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote, And bathed every veyne in swich licour,Of which vertue engendred is the flour. By Geoffrey Chaucer Aprille Marche Rote Flour Shoures

Every evening the girls of the house gathered about me on the mats, and after chasing away Kory-Kory from my side - who nevertheless, retired only to a little distance and watched their proceedings with the most jealous attention - would anoint my whole body with a fragrant oil, squeezed from a yellow root, previously pounded between a couple of stones, and which in their language is denominated 'aka'. And most refreshing and agreeable are the juices of the 'aka', when applied to ones, limbs by the soft palms of sweet nymphs, whose bright eyes are beaming upon you with kindness; and I used to hail with delight the daily recurrence of this luxurious operation, in which I forgot all my troubles, and buried for the time every feeling of sorrow. Sometimes By Herman Melville Aka Mats Side Retired Attention

I liked to tinker with things, like Father. Make things with my hands. I liked to be alone, but not to be lonely. You were my only friend. You and Dutch. By Sharon Lynn Fisher Father Things Tinker Dutch Make

Comen out, leetle rodents," the human called in a language that the companions could not understand. The wizard reiterated the request in another tongue, then in drow, and then in two more unknown tongues, and then in svirfneblin. He continued on for many minutes, By R.a. Salvatore Comen Leetle Rodents Understand Human

Anoint the saucepan with a touch of sunflower seed oil. Grease its scars, and as soon as the oils heats up, sprinkle with flour, pour on the bouillon and the moonshine strong as the hearts of the village man who knows not how to love with his words, only with his actions, and ass the chopped apple. By Vladimir Lorchenkov Anoint Saucepan Touch Sunflower Seed

My favorite pudding is good old English apple pie. By Jeremy Bulloch English Pie Favorite Pudding Good

Presently she stepped into the kitchen, and Sid, happy in his immunity, reached for the sugar-bowl - a sort of glorying over Tom which was wellnigh unbearable. But Sid's fingers slipped and the bowl dropped and broke. Tom was in ecstasies. In such ecstasies that he even controlled his tongue and was silent. He By Mark Twain Sid Presently Kitchen Happy Immunity

fond," one catty countess recalled, "with diamonds scattered By Candace Fleming Fond Recalled Scattered Catty Countess

family member with dementia was pleased and satisfied By Jennifer Ghent-Fuller Family Satisfied Member Dementia Pleased

Albert tin. Why're By Anne Tyler Albert Tin

To fine folkes a little ill finely wrapt. By George Herbert Wrapt Fine Folkes Ill Finely

The Wolfe knowes, what the ill beast thinkes. By George Herbert Wolfe Knowes Thinkes Ill Beast

Do you know what a tre vie is, Juliana? By Lynn Viehl Juliana Tre Vie

We're branded. You and me. We are so in love, Charlie. You feeling it yet? Do I make your hear go pitter patter? By Colleen Hoover Branded Charlie Love Patter Feeling

I put down these memorandums of my affections in honor of tenderness, in honor of all of those who have been conscripted into the brotherhood of loss ... By Edward Hirsch Honor Tenderness Loss Put Memorandums

beaver drools in my underwear. By Helena Hunting Beaver Underwear Drools

He was a thorough good sort; a bit limited; a bit thick in the head; yes; but a thorough good sort. Whatever he took up he did in the same matter-of-fact sensible way; without a touch of imagination, without a sparkle of brilliancy, but with the inexplicable niceness of his type. By Virginia Woolf Sort Good Bit Limited Head

Kiss my ass Rath Roiben Rye By Holly Black Rye Rath Roiben Kiss Ass

The sidewalks flash silver with mica.Skyline smeared with geese.By way of recognitionI lost the sound of your voice. By Ryan Murphy Voice Sidewalks Flash Silver Micaskyline

June would always be Charlotte's favorite month on Quinnipeague. She loved the frothy roil of the sea as it recovered from a day of rain, and in those early mornings, before the fog lifted and sun warmed the island, there was nothing, nothing better than a wood fire, wool socks, and hot chocolate made from scratch. By Barbara Delinsky Quinnipeague Charlotte June Favorite Month

Many celebrations are set to take place in Swarnim Gujarat. However, if one asks me, "As the Chief Minister, which is your favourite programme?" Then friends, I would like to say that 'Vanche Gujarat' is the closest to my heart. By Narendra Modi Swarnim Gujarat Minister Celebrations Set

This cackit place ... They poor darkies. A greeshie way to go." He clenched his fists. "I'm a snool, a glaikit sumph. Nocht but rain, howdumdied all day o'boot. I've lost my noddle. Camsteerie bloody country." He gave a harsh laugh. "No strunt. Any haughmagandie? Never. Dunged into the ground. ... I could greet I tell you" ... He could only understand one word in three, but this time he knew how the little man felt. By William Boyd Place Cackit Darkies Poor Fists

Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul. By Mary Maclane Genius Quality Excellent Strong Soul

Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father's passin'. By Harper Lee Louise Jean Miss Stand Passin

The steam was thicker than expected and surprisingly easy to scoop up. Inside her mouth it swelled twice its original size and then burst into a series of delicate favors: savory cream sauce, then toasted cheese, and finally vanilla ice cream with a tinge of hazelnut. By Paige Britt Steam Thicker Expected Surprisingly Easy

(Henry requests Sin marry Caledonia)I would sooner geld myself. Drunk. With a dull knife. (Sin) By Kinley Macgregor Henry Caledonia Sin Drunk Requests

Milk-livered man,That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs;Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerningThine honor from thy suffering; [that not know'stFools do those villains pity who are punishedEre they have done their mischief. Where's thy drum?France spreads his banners in our noiseless land,With plumed helm thy state begins to threat,Whilst thou, a moral fool, sits still and cries'Alack, why does he so?'] By William Shakespeare Thy Milklivered Blows Wrongs Suffering

It's going to be legen ... wait for it ... and I hope you're not lactose-intolerant cause the second half of that word is ... dairy! By Barney Stinson Legen Dairy Wait Hope Lactoseintolerant

blatherskate," I By Patrick Rothfuss Blatherskate

Oh, Frances, for somebody so clever you can be awfully dull sometimes. Don't you know the sort of mistake I mean? I was going to have a By Sarah Waters Frances Clever Dull Sort Mistake

The bisy larke, messager of day. By Geoffrey Chaucer Larke Messager Day Bisy

Steady of heart and stout of hand. By Walter Scott Steady Hand Heart Stout

The war-sick camp, By Sara Pennypacker Camp Warsick

O friendship! thou fond soother of the human breast, to thee we fly in every calamity; to thee the wretched seek for succor; on thee the care-tired son of misery fondly relies; from thy kind assistance the unfortunate always hopes relief, and may be sure ofdisappointment. By Oliver Goldsmith Friendship Thee Thou Breast Calamity

In hoc signo vinces By Machado De Assis Vinces Hoc Signo

Hot and hasty, like a Scotch jig. By William Shakespeare Scotch Hot Hasty Jig

Mmm. O positive, my favorite. By Richelle Mead Mmm Positive Favorite

Love always,Always,Tom By Melina Marchetta Love

Custard puddings, sauces and fillings accompany the seven ages of man in sickness and in health. By Irma S. Rombauer Custard Puddings Sauces Health Fillings

I loved to say quasi. I was saying it now a lot, instead of sort of, or kind of, and it had become a tic. "I am quasi ready to go," I would announce. Or, "I'm feeling a bit quasi today." Murph called me Quasimodo. Or Kami-quasi. Or wild and quasi girl. By Lorrie Moore Quasi Loved Quasimodo Kamiquasi Lot

The satisfactions/of agreement are/immediate as sugar/a melting of the/granular, a syrup/that lingers, shared/not singular./Many prefer it. By Kay Ryan Granular Shared Satisfactions Sugar Syrup

hospital johnny. By Mary Catherine Gebhard Hospital Johnny

When I dig back through memory cells, I get one particularly distinctive feeling-and that's one of warmth, comfort and well-being. For whatever else I may have had, or lost, or will find-I've still got a hometown. This, nobody's gonna take away from me. By Rod Serling Cells Warmth Comfort Wellbeing Dig

We old folks have to find our cushions and pillows in our tankards. Strong beer is the milk of the old. By Martin Luther Tankards Folks Find Cushions Pillows

Sow good services: sweet remembrances will grow from them. By Madame De Stael Sow Services Sweet Good Remembrances

The only thing you can be sure of, Herr March, is that - whoever wins - still standing when the smoke of battle clears will be the banks of the cantons of Switzerland. By Robert Harris Herr March Switzerland Wins Thing

Memories began swarming in, vivid and impatient, like a litter of little mice. By Simone Berteaut Memories Vivid Impatient Mice Began

Illiterate him, I say, quite from your memory. By Richard Brinsley Sheridan Illiterate Memory

Stout was a leader - quiet, unselfish, modest, yet very strong, very thoughtful and remarkably innovative. Whether speaking or writing, he was economical with words, precise, vivid. One believed what he said; one wanted to do what he proposed. Neither By Robert M. Edsel Quiet Unselfish Modest Stout Leader

The present age is demented. It is possessed by a sense of dislocation, a loss of personal identity, an alternating sentimentality and rage which, in an individual patient, could be characterized as dementia. By Walker Percy Demented Present Age Dislocation Identity

Where are you from?''Studland.'Suddenly, all the girls started giggling. Why did I feel like I was in the middle of a crime scene?'Wait a second,' Isabelle said, eyes shining. 'Studland?''Yeah?' I asked, wondering what was so funny.'As in "studs"?' she chuckled. By Deepika Kumaaraguru Studland Suddenly Giggling Studland Yeah

It has sick on the sleeve. And no apostrophe. By Belinda Bauer Sleeve Sick Apostrophe

Beasts of like kind will spare those of kindred spots. By Juvenal Beasts Spots Kind Spare Kindred

No, no," Arnie says. "Fondle--fondle is to touch. Everything sounds Yiddish to you. Far-fetched, far-flung..." "Farflung is Yiddish." "No," Arnie says, "it's not. By Nathan Englander Arnie Fondle Yiddish Farflung Touch

[F]or in this queer world of ours, fatherly and motherly hearts often beat warm and wise in the breasts of bachelor uncles and maiden aunts; and it is my private opinion that these worthy creatures are a beautiful provision of nature for the cherishing of other people's children. They certainly get great comfort out of it, and receive much innocent affection that otherwise would be lost. By Louisa May Alcott Fatherly Aunts Children Queer World

Aunt Hilda,' Violet By Laurel Remington Violet Hilda Aunt

Florence Nightendick By V. Theia Nightendick Florence

The French cook; we open tins. By John Galsworthy French Cook Tins Open

Few now remember them,' Tom murmured, 'yet still some go wandering, sons of forgotten kings walking in loneliness, guarding from evil things folk that are heedless. By J.r.r. Tolkien Tom Murmured Wandering Sons Loneliness

dung. Spot wouldn't even put his nose inside the By Books Dung Spot Put Nose Inside

This night I hold an old accustomed feast, Whereto I have invited many a guest, Such as I love; and you among the store, One more, most welcome, makes my number more. By William Shakespeare Whereto Feast Guest Love Store

Gardette-LePrete Mansion is By Hector Z. Gregory Mansion Gardetteleprete

much of a muchness. By Edmund Morris Muchness

Carolyn Heilbrun's By Gloria Steinem Heilbrun Carolyn

Heart, you were never hotNor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot By Wilfred Owen Large Shot Hotnor Full Made

My name used to be in the papers dailyAs having dined somewhere,Or traveled somewhere,Or rented a house in Paris,Where I entertained the nobility.I was forever eating or traveling,Or taking the cure at Baden-Baden.Now I am here to do honorTo Spoon River, here beside the family whence I sprang.No one cares now where I dined,Or lived, or whom I entertained,Or how often I took the cure at Baden-Baden! By Edgar Lee Masters Cure River Somewhereor Spoon Lived

SHUT UP!...PADLE! By Ridley Pearson Padle Shut

Mouldy blanket? ALBUS By John Tiffany Albus Mouldy Blanket

reading is awsome By Christopher Paolini Reading Awsome

Kind is my middle name.""I don't think I'd go that far. By Jen Turano Kind Name Middle