I love him so very much. As Romeo did Jugurtha, as Pyramid did Thirsty, as-" "Oh, please, no need to elaborate further," interjected Alexia, wincing. "But what would my family SAY to such a union?" "They would say that yours hats had leaked into your head," muttered Alexia, unheard under her breath.
When Sir Winton Turnbull [who represented a large rural seat] was raving and ranting on the adjournment and shouted: "I am a Country member". I interjected "I remember". He could not understand why, for the first time in all the years he had been speaking in the House, there was instant and loud applause from both sides.
Blue does not go with everything," Will told her. "It does not go with red, for instance." "I have a red and blue striped waistcoat," Henry interjected, reaching for the peas. "And if that isn't proof that those two colors should never be seen together under Heaven, I don't know what is.
How many of them were there?' Her voice wasn't joking around. Eighteen. Hundred.' Four,' Blaylock interjected. 'An honor guard of four.' What did they work you over with? Those bruises on your thighs are severe?' Crowbars. Big, massive-' Blay cut in. 'Clubs. Had to be those ceremonial black clubs.
Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?" James lifted an invisible sword. "'Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!' Like my dad." Snape made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him. "Got a problem with that?" "No," said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy """ "Where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" interjected Sirius.
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Problems, ' lamented Duncan. 'They never seem to end.' 'Do they even end in the first place?' Duncan grimaced, 'If only we know when they begin, we might be able to nip it in the bud before it putrefies.' 'Not everyone recognizes the bud when it manifests itself, ' interjected Juliette. 'Quite true, ' agreed Duncan. 'But what is life without hurdles?' Juliette remarked, philosophical. 'Some of us simple folk prefer smooth sailing lives, ' he deadpanned. 'What can I say?' she smiled, shrugging. 'To each his own.
Julian smiled back, his full lips pulled back over white teeth as he rolled the blanket back a little bit. 'Is he really a heart breaker?' 'I'm the breakiest of heart breakers, ' Leo interjected, his tone deadpan as he dumped a handful of greens into the pot on the stove. Julian wrinkled his nose. 'That's not even a word, ' He complained and fell into a sulky silence from his place on the bed.
The ten-year-old shifter wore long flannel pajama pants and a T-shirt, his blond hair sticking up everywhere in the most adorable way. "No, I'm thirsty. I didn't mean to both you -" "You're not bothering us, " Teresa interjected. Ryan didn't seem to want to let her go, but she didn't care. She needed distance from this male if she wanted to think straight. "I just stopped by to... " Her brain chose that moment to malfunction. She couldn't even think of a decent lie. "To kiss Ryan?" the boy asked, all innocence.
Let me guess, Jessie. You ran across some poor woman in the park who had the misfortune of wearing a gown that clashed with yours, so you slit her throat with that clever little parasol of yours. Do I have it right?' Jessamine bared her teeth at him. 'You're being ridiculous.' 'You are, you know, ' Charlotte told him. 'I mean, I'm wearing blue. Blue goes with everything, ' Jessamine went on. 'Which, really, you ought to know. You're vain enough about your own clothes.' 'Blue does not go with everything, ' Will told her. 'It does not go with red, for instance.' 'I have a red and blue striped waistcoat, ' Henry interjected, reaching for the peas. 'And if that isn't proof that those two colors should never be seen together under Heaven, I don't know what is.
Go and change your gown, Mary," Daniel interjected. "I'm partial to gold. If you've a gown in that color, wear it to please me. If not, white will do well enough. I'm wedding you, Lady Mary." Lord Daniel Ferguson caught Lady Mary before she hit the floor. He wasn't at all irritated that his intended had just fainted dead away, and he actually let out a full burst of laughter as he swept Mary up into his arms and held her against his chest. "She's overcome with gratitude, Alec," Daniel called out to his friend. "Aye, Daniel, I can see she is," Alec answered.
Well, " Mr. Cheeseman interjected. "Perhaps there's an easy solution to this. Maybe Captain Fabulous has an alter ego." "What's an alter ego?" asked Gerard. "It's a superhero's true but secret identity, " said Chip. "You know, the way that Superman is really Clark Kent." "Superman is really Clark Kent?" "It's pretty obvious, " said Penny. "To everyone but you and Lois Lane." "Okay, " Gerard conceded. "Captain Fabulous's alter ego will be... Teddy Roosevelt.
You can't tell half a tale, Poison. You can't write half a book. Whatever you choose to do next will completely change the aspect of what has gone before. if you decided to suddenly kill your friends as they slept -' Why would I do that?' Poison interjected. Bear with me, ' Fleet said patiently. 'If you did, then the tale would take on a whole new light. Instead of being the journey of Poison from Gull to save her sister, it would be the terrible story of how a young girl became a cold-blooded killer. They way it would be written would be different. Do you see? Or you might die right now, and it would turn out that it wasn't your tale all along it was Bram's or Peppercorn's, and you were just one of the sideline characters. The whole story has to be known before it can be recorded; otherwise it might suddenly change. That's the beauty, Poison. You never know what's going to happen next. When the tale is ended, then the writing will be visible to your eyes; until then it is unwritten.
Hey,' Watney said over the radio, 'I've got an idea.' 'Of course you do,' Lewis said. 'What do you got?' 'I could find something sharp in here and poke a hole in the glove of my EVA suit. I could use the escaping air as a thruster and fly my way to you. The source of thrust would be on my arm, so I'd be able to direct it pretty easily.' 'How does he come up with this shit?' Martinez interjected. 'Hmm,' Lewis said. 'Could you get 42 meters per second that way?' 'No idea,' Watney said. 'I can't see you having any control if you did that,' Lewis said. 'You'd be eyebaling the intercept and using a thrust vector you can barely control.' 'I admit it's fataly dangerous,' Watney said. 'But consider this: I'd get to fly around like Iron Man.' 'We'll keep working on ideas,' Lewis said. 'Iron Man, Commander. Iron Man.
No son of mine is going to be a goddamn liberal, Kennedy interjected. Now, now Joe, Luce answered, of course he's got to run as a liberal. A Democrat has to run left of center to get the vote in the big northern cities, so don't hold it against him if he's left of center, because we won't. We know his problems and what he has to do. So we won't fight him there. But on foreign affairs, Luce continued, if he shows any sign of weakness toward the anti-Communist cause-or, as Luce decided to put it more positively-if he shows any weakness in defending the cause of the free world, we'll turn on him. There's no chance of that, Joe Kennedy had guaranteed; no son of mine is going to be soft on Communism.
Hermione, ' said Hagrid. 'What about her?' said Ron. 'She's in a righ' state, that's what. She's bin comin' down ter visit me a lot since Chris'mas. Bin feelin' lonely. Firs' yeh weren' talking to her because o' the Firebolt, now yer not talkin' to her because her cat-' '-ate Scabbers!' Ron interjected angrily. 'Because her cat acted like all cats do, ' Hagrid continued doggedly. 'She's cried a fair few times, yeh know. Goin' through a rough time at the moment. Bitten off more'n she can chew, if yeh ask me, all the work she's tryin' ter do. Still found time ter help me with Buckbeak's case, mind... She's found some really good stuff fer me... reckon he'll stand a good chance now... ' 'Hagrid, we should've helped as well-sorry-' Harry began awkwardly. 'I'm not blamin' yeh!' said Hagrid, waving Harry's apology aside. 'Gawd knows yeh've had enough ter be gettin' on with. I've seen yeh practicin' Quidditch ev'ry hour o' the day an' night-but I gotta tell yeh, I thought you two'd value yer friend more'n broomsticks or rats. Tha's all.' Harry and Ron exchanged uncomfortable looks. 'Really upset, she was, when Black nearly stabbed yeh, Ron. She's got her heart in the right place, Hermione has, an' you two not talkin' to her-