Alan "Hippy" Carnes: These guys are SEALS? Catfish De Vries: Eh. These guys ain't so tough. I fought guys plenty tougher'n them. Alan "Hippy" Carnes: Now we get to hear how you "coulda been a contender"?
[after hearing they get three times diver's pay to check out the nuclear sub] Catfish De Vries: Hell, for triple time, I'd eat Beany! Jammer Willis: Set me on fire and put me out with horse piss.
Rachel Stein aka Ellis de Vries: It is their intention, that for the queen and my fatherland, I have hook up with a powerful SD'er... Sleep with him... Notary Smaal: Well you're on your own then. I can't help you with that.
Il y a les sachants et les savants: c'est la mémoire qui fait les uns, c'est la philosophie qui fait les autres. La philosophie ne s'apprend pas; la philosophie est la réunion des sciences acquises au génie qui les applique.
Ik lees nauwelijks fictie. Onder ons gezegd en gezwegen, ik vind het iets voor verveelde huisvrouwen. Fictie. Dan Brown heb ik gelezen, omdat zoveel mensen dat kochten. Ik dacht, eens kijken of de massa smaak heeft. Maar dat was dus niet zo.
L'aube exalteé ainsi qu'un peuple de colombes, et j'ai vu quelquefois ce que l'homme a cru voir! (And dawn, exalted like a host of doves - and then I've seen what men believe they've seen!)
There's this bubblegum pop thing which is prevalent now that we haven't had before. People's ears are slightly de-tuned; they've been exposed to this weird synthetic, implausibly upbeat, Mickey Mouse stuff which I think is just weird; it's not really...
Durante o primeiro ano você e seu time não façam absolutamente nada que tenha a ver com o negócio. Façam coisas que exijam apenas bom senso enquanto aprendem como funciona a empresa. Se vocês fizerem coisas muito ligadas ao negócio propriament...
Why do you blog? Partly to make Butterflies and Wheels more frequently updated and more interactive (as well as that bit more interesting, I hope), but also because I think the world des-perately needs to hear my opinions, and I like to oblige.
Mir persönlich scheint dabei eine Reduktion von Susannes Wohl auf ihr Wohlempfinden, ihr Zufriedensein in der Zeit, unangemessen zu sein und mir scheint, dass wir in den meisten Gesprächssituationen eine weit komplexere Interpretation des guten Leb...
Todo vivir es vivirse, sentirse vivir, saberse existiendo, donde saber no implica conocimiento intelectual ni sabiduría especial ninguna, sino que es esa sorprendente PRESENCIA que su vida tiene para cada cual; sin ese saberse, sin ese darse cuenta,...
And yet here he was, looking at Jem Carstairs, a boy so fragile-looking that he appeared to be made out of glass, with the hardness of his expression slowly dissolving into tentative uncertainty. "You are not really dying," he said, the oddest tone t...
Until death," Jem replied gently. "Those are the words of the oath. 'Until aught but death part thee and me.' Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you ever asked yourself why I agree...
Demon pox, oh demon pox Just how is it acquired? One must go down to the bad part of town Until one is very tired. Demon pox, oh demon pox, I had it all along— Not the pox, you foolish blocks, I mean this very song— For I was right, and you were ...
Do you remember,” he said, “when we first met and I told you I was ninety percent sure putting a rune on you wouldn’t kill you—and you slapped me in the face and told me it was for the other ten percent?” Clary nodded. “I always figured a...
Jace set what he was holding down on the windowsill and reached out to her. She came to lean against him, and his hand slid up under her t-shirt and rested caressingly, possessively, on the small of her back. He bent to kiss her, gently at first, but...
Sitting in the bathroom, reading the book again, he became so involved in the story that his legs fell asleep. He kept reading, intending to get up at the end of this page, then at the end of this page, if only because he would feel more comfortable ...
No more junk talk, no more lies. No more mornings in the hospital getting bad blood drained out of me. No more doctors trying to analyse what makes me a drug addict. No more futile attempts at trying to control my heroin use. No more defending myself...
Why? What kind of man would pleasure his woman by hurting her.' Angus paced across the path. ''Tis a man's duty, nay, his privilege, to give his woman all the pleasure she can bear. She should be panting and writhing with pleasure.' Emma remained sil...
Así es. Entonces de todos modos, tu y tu hermano vinieron a la fiesta y tan pronto entraste por la puerta, Liam se quedo mirándote. Él literalmente no podía apartar sus ojos de ti. Tu sonreíste y le dijiste feliz cumpleaños, pero ni siquiera po...
I don't hate you, Jace." "I don't hate you, either." She looked up at him, relieved. "I'm glad to hear that—" "I wish I could hate you," he said. His voice was light, his mouth curved in an unconcerned half smile, his eyes sick with misery. "I want...
