Quotes About Cousin

One of my cousins is named Lucifer. I once asked my aunt why and she said, Because I wanted him to be beautiful and to think for himself.

You said your cousin was a necromancer. You know how the natural necromancers operate? They twisted the head off your favorite doll, stuffed a dead bird into it, and made it walk around. And then they were puzzled why you got upset.

Peppo!" I yelled, pulling at my cousin's suspenders. "I really don't want to be arrested, okay?" "Don't worry!" Peppo turned a corner and accelerated as he spoke. "I go too fast for police!

You may return to Odessa to spread the news that Fedot the cousin of fond memory was a walking blind erection that managed to be unable to locate me for the past four years. He was, however, more successful in locating a colorful array of other willing, waiting receptacles.

She explained how, during her years of exile in France, she and her cousin Claudette had shared a private tutor. He was a man in his fifties, a bit of a tippler, who affected literary airs and boasted of being able to recite Virgil's Aeneid in Latin without an accent. The girls had nicknamed him "Monsieur Roquefort

The last thing I wanted to do was to sit in a crowded bar to watch my cousin get naked.

You told your mother." "Of course I did. You're not some shameful secret I'm going to hide." "No, I'm a disgraced exile who had the audacity to turn down the most beloved son of House Krahr." He considered it. "Not the most beloved. My cousin is much more adorable than me. He is two and his hair is curly.

I used to go to San Diego all the time to hang out. My cousin played for the San Diego Padres, and my brother lives down there. I love going to the zoo and walking around Old Town.

Tigris had said to trust her, and he did. Only his cousin's cleverness with a needle had saved him so far. Still,

Luxa stood up, her face paler than usual. She went to her cousin, sat beside him, and put her arms around him. Pressing her forehead into his shoulder, she said, "She will fly with you always. You know this. She will fly with you always.

Tigris had said to trust her, and he did. Only his cousin's cleverness with a needle had saved him so far.

I'm so Southern that I'm related to myself. I'm actually my own cousin.

And, added Mikey. she's my sister. The others looked at him for a moment, and broke out laughing. Yeah, yeah, Squirrel scoffed, and the McGill is my cousin. Now Allie burst out laughing, which made Mikey more annoyed. If the McGill was your cousin, Mikey said, I can guarantee he'd disown you.

Guilt is the idiot cousin of remorse," Scythe Faraday had been fond of saying.

Sadie . . ." He swallowed. "I'm not willin' to just be your cousin anymore." His shoulders squared. "Whatever it takes to win your affection, I'll do it. I'm gonna woo you like no man's ever wooed a woman before. An' I'm gonna win your love. You wait an' see.

Is there anything I can do for you? Take word of you to kin in Sacor City?" "My, but she's taken to the part of being a messenger, hasn't she, Bay?" "Definitely, but I'm afraid that we have no kin in Sacor City. Just a cousin down south and you wouldn't want to meet her.

The thing was, Qhuinn felt like he wanted to explain things. Unfortunately, and unlike his slut cousin, Saxton the Cocksucker, he had no gift with words.

Affection may not be love, but it is at least its cousin.

The male who'd just arrived laughed as he embraced Qhuinn. You have such a way with words, cousin. I would say...trucker meets sailor crossed with a twelve-year-old.

His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-theass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a goddamn cologne ad. Not that Qhuinn was bitter. Because the guy was sharing Blay's bed. Nah. Nope. Not at all.

While, to me, daily fantasy is in no way sports betting, it's certainly a cousin of sports betting in that it attracts many of the same type of people who would otherwise choose to bet on sports.

I'd much rather play Batman's cousin than Batman. That's more of my speed.

Ian Fleming was my cousin, and he wanted me to play Dr. No, but by the time he got around to remembering to tell the producers, they'd already cast someone else. Spilt milk!

The first musical thing I remember someone recommending to me is probably Ludacris - the one where he has massive arms in the music video. 'Get Back.' It was recommended to me by my cousin, who's now my manager.