"He was a remarkably handsome man, dark, aquiline, and moustached—evidently the man of whom I had heard."
"A Scandal In Bohemia" by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"He was a remarkably handsome man, dark, aquiline, and moustached—evidently the man of whom I had heard."
"A Scandal In Bohemia" by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
I've observed him many times presiding over some official ceremony or in the salon of the Nesle sisters, and his demeanor has always been the same: timid, withdrawn, as though his role as king were too much for him.
Rasero - Francisco Rebolledo
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
They could surely be married in six months' time.
Birds squabbled over the cidery crush milled under by the cartwheels, and winds whisked their burden of scrapping, flying leaves, sharpened by frost off the peaks.
'Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself,
And so shall starve with feeding.'
Volumnia in Coriolanus
Which book Babyguile?
I mentioned what they had said about her, and she laughed, and told me they were impudent fellows who talked nonsense - but I knew it pleased her.
Ships of Merior by Janny Wurts. That line really demonstrates her writing style which is turgid at its worst but vividly descriptive at its best.Originally Posted by Ser Nevarc
'Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself,
And so shall starve with feeding.'
Volumnia in Coriolanus
A particularly sharp rise in food prices precipitated the strikes and popular demonstrations of July 1919.
'Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself,
And so shall starve with feeding.'
Volumnia in Coriolanus
As Conan Doyle insisted, Tit-Bits and its many imitators deliberately aimed at the audience created by the 1870 Education Act, readers who were "not sufficiently educated to study the deepest and thickest volumes" (quoted in McDonald 1997: 145).
'Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself,
And so shall starve with feeding.'
Volumnia in Coriolanus
‘Let’s go and sit in the gazebo,’ she continued, and ‘please, until I myself begin to talk with you, don’t mention…that book to me.’
Faust by Turgenev
Stopping before a window display she said with great gusto: "je Avis m'acheter des bas!" and never may I forget the way her Parisian childish lips exploded on 'bas', pronouncing it with an appetite that all but the changed 'a' into a brief buoyant bursting 'o' as in 'bot'.
Nabokov displaying his rather annoying tendency to slip into French.
She drew back, a tremor passing through her.
The Odd Women by George Gissing
I endeavoured to lift him up, but the moment I touched him I felt sure that he was dead.
"Neither the gentleman nor the lady found it necessary to enlighten her."
Anthony Trollope, Barchester Towers, 1857
One has to laugh before being happy, because otherwise one risks to die before having laughed.
"Je crains [...] que l'âme ne se vide à ces passe-temps vains, et que le fin du fin ne soit la fin des fins." (Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac, Acte III, Scène VII)
It'll go on till there isn't a cat or a dog left to enlist.
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