He's definitely not one for negotiation, no matter how hard I've tried." "You try asking him naked?" Tess choked on her Irish coffee. "I beg your pardon?" "Men can't think straight when a woman's naked. Something about their brain cells getting jumbl...
Weetzie could see him--it was a man, a little man in a turban, with a jewel in his nose, harem pants, and curly-toed slippers. "Lanky Lizards!" Weetzie exclaimed. "Greetings," said the man in an odd voice, a rich, dark purr. "Oh, shit!" Weetzie said....
Just read The Virtue of Minding Your Own Business. Oh my, what currents run deep! Beautifully seen, beautifully told. Praise praise praise . . . Pardon my French, but you are one darn major American writer!" ---Richard Bach, author of Jonathan Living...
Pardon me, but we did not have the time to exchange that kind of personal information," Magnus said. "I could not have known! Moreover, I wish to assure both of you that I did not make any amorous advances on female monkeys." he paused and winked. "I...
John Preston: When we return from the Nether it always reminds me of why we do what we do. Partridge: It does? John Preston: [pauses; He takes notice of Partridge's intonation] I beg your pardon? Partridge: [Withdraws Prozium-administering device fro...
Nick: Why don't they call you guys officer-esses? Sandra: I beg your pardon? Nick: You know, like actress. Something to signify... You know. Sandra: Oh. I guess they feel a police officer is a police officer. Not a... You know. Nick: Okay then. Sorry...
Thorin Oakenshield: Tell me, Mr. Baggins, have you done much fighting? Bilbo Baggins: Pardon me? Thorin Oakenshield: Axe or sword, what's your weapon of choice? Bilbo Baggins: [proudly] Well I do have some skill at conkers, if you must know.
Grace: [regarding Lydia] Was she born like that? Mrs. Mills: Beg your pardon, ma'am? Grace: The girl. Was she born a mute? Mrs. Mills: No. [looks uncomfortable] Mrs. Mills: I think I've finished here, ma'am. If you'll excuse me, I think I'll go and s...
Ulla: Goddag på dig! Leo Bloom: Uh, I beg your pardon? Ulla: Goddag på dig! Leo Bloom: Ah, gut da! Max, have you gone mad? A receptionist who can't speak English? What will people say? Max Bialystock: They'll say, "A wuma wa wa wa wa!"
Doorknob: D'ooooh! Alice: Oh! I beg your pardon... Doorknob: Whew. Quite all right, but you did give me quite a turn. Alice: You see, I was following... Doorknob: Rather good, what? Doorknob? Turn? Since one good turn deserves another, what can I do ...
But the truth of his teaching would seem to be this: in our own person and fortune, we should be ready to accept and to pardon all; it is our cheek we are to turn, our coat that we are to give away to the man who has taken our cloak. But when another...
He spiked the dirt, twisted out the deformed rose, tossed it aside. His palms sweated. 'Sorry,' Persephone suggested. 'Pardon?' She murmured, 'You should say sorry when you kill something.' It took him a moment to realize she meant the rose. 'It was ...
Wit is so shining a quality that everybody admires it, most people aim at it, all people fear it and few love it unless in themselves. A man must have a good share of wit himself to endure it in others. The more wit you have, the more good nature and...
S'mimasen," Alyss said repeatedly as they brushed against passerby. "What does that mean?" Will asked as they reached a stretch of street bare of any other pedestrians. He was impressed by Alyss's grasp of the local language. "It means 'pardon me,'" ...
Sorry, did I say something wrong?" said Marvin, dragging himself on regardless. "Pardon me for breathing, which I never do anyway so I don't know why I bother to say it, oh God I'm so depressed. Here's another one of those self-satisfied doors. ! Don...
I’m thinking, handsome, it might be good to end the biker lesson now seeing as this particular one might piss me off.” “Not surprised, babe, but we had a good run.” “Pardon?” “Took you to work, brought you to my house, you cooked, we at...
Archbishop. Why do I never read the lesson?” “I beg your pardon, ma’am?” “In church. Everybody else gets to read and one never does. It’s not laid down, is it? It’s not off-limits?” “Not that I’m aware, ma’am.” “Good. Well i...
Pardon me, but my father says that it is a lie that Americans have everything. You have no sheep, no goats, no trees, no oil, no vines, no wine, not even chickens. He asks, 'What kind of life is that?' He says, 'No wonder you don't sing or dance or r...
In any weather, at any hour of the day or night, I have been anxious to improve the nick of time, and notch it on my stick too; to stand on the meeting of two eternities, the past and the future, which is precisely the present moment; to toe that lin...
The government belongs to the poor people of the country. We are custodian of people's hope. For whom should the government be? For educated people or few others. Government should be for the poor. If rich want to educate their children, they can sen...
Rapunzel took a ragged breath and called back, “What are you?” “Pardon?” “What are you,” she asked again, frustration mingling with her fear, “What sort of beast are you? Are you a wolf?” “Does a wolf walk on two legs? I am a man.�...
