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Living at once inside and outside the framework, Hester is able to see the frame. By Carol Gilligan Hester Living Framework Frame Inside

Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid. By Alexander Pope Heavn Aid Lover Maid Taught

Perry Johansson. By Rick Riordan Johansson Perry

Shew me a lyer, and I'le shew thee a theefe. By George Herbert Ile Lyer Theefe Shew Thee

The gibbering mad SandWing a few cages down who never shuts up, all night long? (What is her story? Has she really been here since the rule of Queen Oasis?) Or By Tui T. Sutherland Long Oasis Gibbering Mad Sandwing

Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback By J.k. Rowling Ridgeback Norwegian Norbert

Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe. By Geoffrey Chaucer Trouthe Kepe Hyest Thyng Man

I'll take a shower.""Want company?""Enough, Blake." Ayden stood and backhanded the big guy's chest."Just trying to do my Hexy Knight duty. How about we carpool tomorrow, babe? You could sit on my lap. I make a great seat belt.""Shut up, Blake," Ayden and I said in unison. By A&E Kirk Blake Shower Company Ayden Hexy

I've found a way to drive Scythe half insane. Where is he? Tzana, pretend to quarrel with me." "His name is Pet!" Tzana argued, so emphatic that Ela knew she meant it. Kien frowned. "No, he's Scythe!" On the other side of the clearing, the huge destroyer stopped eating and began to pace. Ela was certain she saw him sweating. By R.j. Larson Insane Scythe Found Drive Half

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

The cool, lithe, cynical, and unconquered lord of the housetops. By H.p. Lovecraft Lithe Cynical Cool Housetops Unconquered

My mate murmured, "Feyre Cursebreaker, the Defender of the Rainbow." I By Sarah J. Maas Feyre Cursebreaker Rainbow Defender Murmured

will, when he gets here. But, boy! - I'd work for him as a cinder sweeper. He'd blast through this valley like a rocket. He'd triple everybody's production." "Who's that?" "Hank Rearden. By Ayn Rand Boy Hank Rearden Sweeper Rocket

Don't you mean, witch? By Marianne Willis Witch

So howled out for the world to give him a name.The indark answered with wind. By Samuel R. Delany Wind Howled World Give Namethe

By the Wyrd Throne of Glass Series By Sarah J. Maas Series Wyrd Throne Glass

I am Hel," she agreed. "Sometimes called Hela, though most mortals dare not speak my name at all. No jokes, Magnus Chase? Who the Hel are you? What the Hel do you want? You look Hela bad. I was expecting more bravado. By Rick Riordan Hel Agreed Hela Magnus Chase

Renfield, my ass. What I had on my hands was a Van Helsing. By Jordan Castillo Price Renfield Ass Helsing Van Hands

At a guess I see that you may indeed be he: the light silver dew brings to clothe in loveliness a twilight beauty flower. By Murasaki Shikibu Flower Guess Light Silver Dew

My name. I have a name, and it's not Red Dragon. I am more than just the priestess's dragon. I amEilrah, a man who wants you," he growled against her lips."But you aren't a man. You only take this form when you feel like it," she replied coolly, turningher face aside. By Shiloh Walker Dragon Red Man Ameilrah Lips

Jacob, inspector of shadows, miraculous interpreter of squirmy gut feelings, seer and slayer of real and actual monsters - By Ransom Riggs Jacob Inspector Shadows Miraculous Feelings

Shepperton Church was a very different looking building five-and-twenty years ago. To be sure, its substantial stone tower looks at you through its intelligent eye, the clock, with the friendly expression of former days; but in everything else what changes! By George Eliot Church Shepperton Building Years Ago

Azhrarn, Lord of Terrors, terrified. By Tanith Lee Azhrarn Terrified Lord Terrors

Jasper to her. I was obliged By Henry James Jasper Obliged

You cannot bury someone with the Shereketa spirit for long. Even if they are thrown into problems, they will rise back up. By Archibald Marwizi Shereketa Long Bury Spirit Problems

It was a while before my mind was quiet enough for reading. The conversation with Shevraeth I was determined not to think about. What was the use? It was over, and it was clear it wasn't going to be repeated.Recalling the name he'd mentioned, Lady Trisheone of the names Bran had spoken earlier that morningI realized it was Shevraeth they were planning to go riding with. She wouldn't enjoy this ride was what Nee had said, meaning that I wouldn't enjoy it because Shevraeth would be along. What it probably also meant, I realized glumly, was that they wouldn't enjoy having me along if I glared at Shevraeth and started squabbling. By Sherwood Smith Shevraeth Enjoy Reading Mind Quiet

The horn that wakes the sleepers! The shield that guard the realms of men! By George R R Martin Sleepers Horn Wakes Men Shield

Rhys pulled back, his thumb stroking my cheek. People were weeping. Keening. But no more screams of terror. No more bloodshed and destruction. My mate murmured, "Feyre Cursebreaker, the Defender of the Rainbow." I slid my arms around his waist and sobbed. And even as his city wailed, the High Lord of the Night Court held me until I could at last face this blood-drenched new world. By Sarah J. Maas Rhys Back Cheek Pulled Thumb

Marry, sir, she's the kitchen wench and all grease; and I know not what use to put her to but to make a lamp of her and run from her by her own light. By William Shakespeare Marry Sir Grease Light Kitchen

He's waiting for yu, young queen.'Shocked, I stared at Seoras. 'Heath?'The Warrior's look was wise and understanding - his voice gentle. 'Aye, yur Heath probably does await you somewhere in the future, but it is of your Guardian I speak. By P.c. Cast Shocked Seoras Young Queen Aye

Hervey (Weinstein) thank you for killing whoever you had to kill to get me up here today By Jennifer Lawrence Weinstein Hervey Today Killing Kill

A fighter should not think only of his shete, just because he has a shete in his hand. Everything is a weapon in the warrior's mind. By S.m. Stirling Shete Hand Fighter Mind Weapon

Harwin's eyes went from her face to the flayed man on her doublet. "How do you know me?" he said, frowning suspiciously. "The flayed man ... who are you, some serving boy to Lord Leech?"For a moment she did not know how to answer. She'd had so many names. Had she only dreamed Arya Stark? "I'm a girl," she sniffed. "I was Lord Bolton's cupbearer but he was going to leave me for the goat, so I ran off with Gendry and Hot Pie. You have to know me! You used to lead my pony, when I was little."His eyes went wide. "Gods be good," he said in a choked voice. "Arya Underfoot? Lem, let go of her.""She broke my nose." Lem dumped her unceremoniously to the floor. "Who in seven hells is she supposed to be?""The Hand's daughter." Harwin went to one knee before her. "Arya Stark, of Winterfell. By George R R Martin Arya Flayed Doublet Man Stark

Helga, we need to talk. There's something you've got to know about.""You sound so serious, Lemon.""I am, Helga. Deadly serious.""Okay. I will be right over. Stay nude. By Carsten Stroud Helga Lemon Talk About Deadly

Lord Macon:"Went for a wee nightly run. Needed peace and quiet. Needed air in my fur. Needed fields under my paws. Needed, oh I canna -hic- explain ... needed the company of hegehogs."Professor Lyall:"And did you find it?"Lord Macon:"Find what? No hedgehogs. Stupid hedgehogs. By Gail Carriger Needed Macon Lord Run Wee

Strygalldwir is my name. Conjure with it and I will eat your heart and liver.""Conjure with it? I can't even pronounce it, and my cirrhosis would give you indigestion. By Roger Zelazny Conjure Strygalldwir Liver Indigestion Eat

(Who Did No Harm to No Man all the Dais of Her Life. Reader, Can You Say Lykewise?). By Neil Gaiman Reader Lykewise Harm Man Dais

Sergeant Stephan Schneider By Markus Zusak Schneider Stephan Sergeant

He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon. I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow. I take pride in this great wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand lest a least hole should be left in this name; and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true being. XXX By Rabindranath Tagore Wall Dungeon Lose Sight True

Heifer, you are not Olivia Pope. By K. Alex Walker Heifer Pope Olivia

She was a whirlwind of steel and blood. As he watched her cut through the men as though they were stalks of wheat in a field, he understood how she had gotten so close to touching Endovier's wall that day. And at last-after all these months-he saw the lethal predator he'd expected to find in the mines. there was nothing human in her eyes, nothing remotely merciful. It froze his heart. By Sarah J. Maas Blood Whirlwind Steel Endovier Field

So here's the question," Melinda led in. "Who's Tall, Dark and Smoldering? By Julie James Melinda Question Tall Dark Smoldering

blatherskate," I By Patrick Rothfuss Blatherskate

Agatha wondered whether in this room of heroes young and old, Hester was the greatest hero of all. By Soman Chainani Hester Agatha Wondered Room Heroes

mistress of Netherfold. By Georgette Heyer Netherfold Mistress

She was a woman whose spirit had been hammered and forged until she could only ring true. Compared with the rest of us sho was silver, while we were pewter, a common of lead and tin. By Philippa Gregory True Woman Spirit Hammered Forged

She walksthe lady of my delight A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She feeds them on the fragrant height, And folds them in for sleep. By Alice Meynell Sheep Walksthe Lady Delight Sheperdess

Allow me to present myself, milady. I am Simon of Ravenswood, brother to the ogre, and your most fervent protector for this journey. (Simon)Wonderful. And pray tell who will protect her from your drooling? Should I have my squire fetch rags now, or should I wait until she starts to drown? (Draven) By Kinley Macgregor Milady Simon Wonderful Ravenswood Present

Hi Clara. I thought you would need someone to walk with today, so here I am." Sorin, her friend that lived in the trailer park around the corner beamed at her from the sidewalk. Maybe not the best looking, but he was a sweet boy, and someone that Clara considered a friend. And like her, he didn't fit in at school either. His strange obsession with science fiction books and obscure poetry may have been the catalyst for that reputation. By Paige Ray Clara Friend Today Sorin Thought

sand-bar, sorrowful By L.m. Montgomery Sandbar Sorrowful

[YSL creative director] Hedi [Slimane] is a music-obsessed guy. I might've originally met him through Sky. By Zachary Cole Smith Hedi Slimane Ysl Director Guy

All is not golde that shewyth goldishe hewe. By John Lydgate Hewe Golde Shewyth Goldishe

Grayson Dashwood.Those two words had just ruined what was turning into a good morning. By Elaine White Grayson Morning Dashwoodthose Words Ruined

O' the blue-bodied cowherd - ever playful in love and war. Don't you fail to see the immensity of his wisdom and light. By Jaggi Vasudev Cowherd War Bluebodied Playful Love

The real Alvarr sidled up next to her and breathed in her ear. "May I have this..." "No." She stepped away. Could this get any more embarrassing? "Alvarr..." Thoren began. "I'm a wonderful dancer," Alvarr said with a grin, taking Jillian's hand. "Light as a feather." "I'm more like cement," she muttered... By Cate Rowan Alvarr Ear Real Sidled Breathed

Hyacinth. Please forgive me. By Vanessa Diffenbaugh Hyacinth Forgive

I think of Sean folded low over the red stallion, riding bareback at the top of the cliffs. Of the easy way they had with each other when I met him to look at the uisce mare. I think, even, of the way Sean looked when he stood on the bloody festival rock and said his name, and then Corr's, like it was just one fact after the other. Of the way he said "the sky and the sand and the sea and Corr" to me. And I feel a bite of unfairness, because in everything but name, it seems to me that Sean Kendrick already owns Corr. By Maggie Stiefvater Corr Sean Stallion Riding Cliffs

He (the Shaman) is a self-reliant explorer of the endless mansions of a magnificent hidden universe. By Michael Harner Shaman Universe Selfreliant Explorer Endless

I am the goddess of the Mist," Hecate explained. "I am responsible for keeping the veil that separates the world of the gods from By Rick Riordan Mist Hecate Explained Goddess Responsible

Hester, her head shaking and her ears flapping. Dirt chuffed, By Jodi Picoult Hester Flapping Head Shaking Ears

Who would true Valour see,Let him come hither By John Bunyan Valour True Seelet

As soon as Will disappeared around the corner, Mirren stood up. Stealth was not the way of the gallowglass, and tonight, he was gallowglass and slayer, both. By Susannah Sandlin Mirren Corner Disappeared Stood Gallowglass

What is a woman that you forsake herAnd the hearth fire and the home acreTo go with that old grey widow-maker? By Rudyard Kipling Widowmaker Woman Forsake Herand Hearth

WESLEY AYERS is the stranger in the halls of the Coronado. He is the Keeper in the garden who shares my secret. He is the boy who reads me books. He is the one who teaches me how to touch. By Victoria Schwab Wesley Coronado Ayers Stranger Halls

Shortly after his launch into eternity, Bonepenney's room at the inn is rifled by a maiden fair whose name I dare not utter aloud but who now sits demurely before me ... By Alan Bradley Bonepenney Shortly Eternity Launch Room

Hail holy light, offspring of heav'n firstborn! By John Milton Hail Light Offspring Firstborn Holy

Name me or be eaten!" Shezmu bellowed."I name you!" I shouted back. "Shezmu, Slaughterer of Souls, Fierce of Face!""GAAAAHHHHH!" He writhed in pain. "How do they always know?""Let us pass!" I commanded. "Oh, and one more thing ... my brother wants a free sample."I just had time to step away, and Carter just had time to look confused before the demon blew yellowdust all over him. Then Shezmu sank under the waves."What a nice fellow," I said."Pah!" Carter spit perfume. He looked like a piece of breaded fish. "What was that for?""You smell lovely," I assured him. By Rick Riordan Shezmu Eaten Gaaaahhhhh Carter Time

Roy: The immutable heart of what we are that bleeds through whatever we might become. All else is vanity. By Tony Kushner Roy Immutable Heart Bleeds Vanity

Way down in the boondocks of Waterford,The girls liked to play for their manly sword.Goodbye, Mr. Mason Lowe.Oh, what a gigolo.Too bad he's retired to Ellamore.Mason stared at me, stunned speechless. Then he shook his head and cracked a smile. "Manly sword?""What?" I shrugged. "I never claimed to be a good poet. You try to come up with something that rhymes with Waterford. By Linda Kage Mason Swordgoodbye Loweoh Stunned Speechless

Heine commenting on the music of Louis Hector Berlioz: He is an immense nightingale, a lark as great as an eagle ... The music causes me to dream of fabulous empires, filled with fabulous sins. By Hector Berlioz Berlioz Louis Hector Heine Nightingale

Hester, recently married herself, and knowing the depth and the sweep of love, ached for Callandra that she sacrificed so much. And yet loving her husband as she did, for all his faults and vulnerabilities, Hester, too, would rather have been alone than accept anyone else. By Anne Perry Hester Callandra Recently Love Ached

Seven years, Dawn. Working with the Slayer. Seeing my friends get more and more powerful ... a witch. A demon. Hell, I could fit Oz in my shaving kit, but come a full moon, he had a wolfy mojo not to be messed with. Powerful, all of them. And I'm the guy who fixes the windows. They'll never know how tough it is, Dawnie, to be the one who isn't Chosen, to live so near the spotlight and never step in it. But I know. I see more than anybody realizes because nobody's watching me. I saw you last night, and I see you working here today. You're not special; you're extraordinary. By Joss Whedon Dawn Years Slayer Powerful Working

he is her home, a cemetery of poems. By Gwen Calvo Home Poems Cemetery

Bring on your storm, my lord-and recall, if you do, the name of this castle-Ser Courtnay Penrose at Storm's End. By George R R Martin End Storm Courtnay Penrose Bring

A ship is always referred to as 'she' because it costs so much to keep one in paint and powder. By Chester W. Nimitz Powder Ship Referred Costs Paint

Who is the best marshal they have?'The sheriff thought on it for a minute. He said, 'I would have to weigh that proposition. There is near about two hundred of them. I reckon William Waters is the best tracker. He is a half-breed Comanche and it is something to see, watching him cut for sign. The meanest one is Rooster Cogburn. He is a pitiless man, double-tough, and fear don't enter into his thinking. He loves to pull a cork. Now L.T. Quinn, he brings his prisoners in alive. He may let one get by now and then but he believes even the worst of men is entitled to a fair shake. Also the court does not pay any fees for dead men. Quinn is a good peace officer and a lay preacher to boot. He will not plant evidence or abuse a prisoner. He is straight as a string. Yes, I will say Quinn is about the best they have.'I said, 'Where can I find this Rooster? By Charles Portis Minute Quinn Marshal Sheriff Thought

What I want is Lightower's office By James Patterson Lightower Office

Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. By Edward Young Night Sable Goddess Throne Majesty

My heroine already is, and is Hulga. By Flannery O'connor Hulga Heroine

Our souls, shamewounded by our sins, cling to us yet more, a woman to her lover clinging, the more the more. She trusts me, her hand gentle, the longlashed eyes. Now where the blue hell am I bringing her beyond the veil? Into the ineluctable modality of the ineluctable visuality. She, she, she. What she? By James Joyce Souls Shamewounded Sins Cling Clinging

Helplessly I look at him. He will never be just Rowan again. I will never be just Rhine. Everything has been tampered with. By Lauren Destefano Helplessly Rhine Rowan Tampered

Pure-limbed, white-canopied, one-wheeled, the cart roles on. See him that cometh: faultless, stream-cutter, bondless he. By Gautama Buddha Purelimbed Whitecanopied Onewheeled Faultless Streamcutter

Kiril. His name was but a whisper upon the wind, a sigh upon her lips.Her gaze silently begged him while her hands continued their magic upon his aching cock. As if he could deny her or himself the pleasure that awaited. By Donna Grant Kiril Wind Cock Awaited Whisper

Instead, Hester had been presented at court, By Sylvia Day Hester Court Presented

Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!Thou little valiant, great in villainy!Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!Thou Fortune's champion, that dost never fightBut where her humorous ladyship is byTo teach thee safety. By William Shakespeare Thou Fortune Slave Wretch Coward

The weasel under the cocktail cabinet. By Harold Pinter Cabinet Weasel Cocktail

When he is far away, and we and our children must run when the grass is set alight. Indeed, we are very grateful to Shere Khan!" "Shall I tell him of your gratitude?" said Tabaqui. "Out!" snapped Father Wolf. "Out and hunt with thy master. Thou hast done harm enough for one night." "I go," said Tabaqui quietly. "Ye can hear Shere Khan below in the thickets. I might have saved myself the message." Father Wolf listened, and below in the valley that ran down to a little By Rudyard Kipling Alight Shere Khan Tabaqui Wolf

From heav'nly thoughts all true delight doth spring. By Thomas Campion Spring Heavnly Thoughts True Delight

Dawn. Another day is given us, R'hllor be praised. By George R R Martin Dawn Rhllor Praised Day

He unrolls names like a splendid carpet. By James Salter Carpet Unrolls Splendid

He must needes go that the dyvell dryveth. By John Heywood Dryveth Needes Dyvell

But it's not the name I'd give to a conqueror of worlds ... I would've gone with Thundro or Ragnor. I might just call him Thundro anyway. By Richelle Mead Worlds Thundro Ragnor Give Conqueror

My name is Spar. I am neither called Rocky nor made of rock. I am a Guardian, one of those warriors who were summoned to battle against the Seven demons of the Darkness and to prevent their possible return to this human plane of existence. I consider the others of my kind to be my brothers. By Christine Warren Spar Rocky Guardian Darkness Rock

We'll call him Maynard McSmollet and he can be from two towns over," said Aidan, snickering. "No one really knew him that well, kept to himself, but he was crashing the party because he could never resist a kegger - or how about Roderick Spoon? Roddy. The Rodster. He was in band and played electric keyboards but got kicked out of several schools for setting small fires. Yeah, that's better. What do you think, Gavriel? By Holly Black Aidan Maynard Snickering Call Mcsmollet

How did you ever come to like a common blacksmith?""The word is 'love', Perrin Aybara. By Robert Jordan Love Perrin Aybara Blacksmith Common

Sixth comes Saraneth, also known as the Binder. Saraneth speaks with the deep voice of power, shackling the Dead to the wielder's will. By Garth Nix Binder Saraneth Sixth Dead Power

Swyft, a shameless lickspittle whose greatest accomplishment was marrying his equally chinless daughter to Ser Kevan, and thereby attaching himself to the Lannisters. By George R R Martin Swyft Kevan Lannisters Ser Shameless

Oh, could we lift the future's sable shroud. By Philip James Bailey Shroud Lift Future Sable

He's like Super Librarian, y'know? Everyone forgets, Willow, that knowledge is the ultimate weapon. By Joss Whedon Yknow Librarian Willow Super Forgets

Taran. We go down fighting. By Elizabeth Wein Taran Fighting