Quotes About Intrigue

Mówi Ã…Å¡wiÄ™ta KsiÄ™ga - rozwrzeszczaÅ' siÄ™ na dobre Eyck - ze wynijdzie z otchÅ'ani w??, smok obrzydÅ'y, siedem gÅ'ów i dziesi?? rogów majÄ…cy! A na grzbiecie jego zasiÄ…dzie niewiasta w purpurach i szkarÅ'atach, a puchar zÅ'oty bÄ™dzie w jej dÅ'oni, a na czole jej wypisany bÄ™dzie znak wszelkiego i ostatecznego kurewstwa! - Znam jÄ…! - ucieszyÅ' siÄ™ Jaskier. - To Cilia, ?ona wójta Sommerhaldera!

The moon shines bright, The vampire alights Swish, swish goes his cloak . . . Maiden, are you not afeared?

There was only one way to find out whether something had tied the witcher to anyone—one had to enter through the window at the appropriate moment.

She came to him towards morning. She entered very carefully, moving silently, floating through the chamber like a phantom; the only sound was that of her mantle brushing her naked skin.

train of surprises

He turned his head and caught the queen's venomously green glance.

PÃ…â"¢istoupil jsem blíž a na desce vidím nápis. Dost kostrbatý. Znal jsem kdysi lu?iÅ¡tníka, který dovedl do snÄ›hu vymo?it hez?í runy.

Wizards and learned men have been racking their brains over this for years, but they haven't arrived at anything except that—

When I'd first loved him, I wanted to take him apart, as a child dismembers a clockwork toy, to comprehend the inscrutable mechanics of its interior." -flesh and the mirror

Watching a film was like being a voyeur, living vicariously.

Bu tatl? seste sanki tekinsiz olan bir ÅŸey varm??, ya bu sesin sahibi büyücüymüÅŸ ya da bir büyünün etkisindeymiÅŸ gibi geldi odadakilere. Üçü de tüylerinin diken diken olduÄŸunu hissettiler. [sf 184]

If he had been, say, the Count of Monte Cristo, he would have drawn from his pocket a small and exquisitely wrought phial, two drops from which would have brought the colour to her cheeks. Her dark eyes might then have rested with gratitude on her deliverer; she might have languidly extended her hand for him to kiss, a thought at which he was so overcome that he had to stop for a moment and recover himself.

Beauty Lures the Stranger More Easily into Danger -Septimus Heap

Take it,' hisses DomDaniel. 'But I will be back for it. I will be back with the seventh of the seventh.

Cerys watched her open the door and struggle to squeeze inside. "Zelda?" Cerys called. "Yes?" puffed Aunt Zelda, poking her head out of the cupboard with some difficulty. "It is possible to eat an Enlarging Spell without realising it, do you suppose?" Aunt Zelda looked puzzled. "I shouldn't think so," she said. "Why?" "No reason. I just wondered.

Midday already. As if it isn't enough that I have to put up with a meddling Alchemist - any minute now there will be a meddling Princess at my door declaiming from that wretched book with its tiddly-squiddly type, which is the bane of every ExtraOrdinary Wizard's life. - Marcia

Sometimes when you solve one Mystery, you find another one lurking underneath - a hidden Mystery that you did not suspect at all.

Gringe found out and tipped off the Custodian Guards. He no more wanted his daughter to marry a Heap than you wanted Simon to marry a Gringe. The Guards stormed the chapel, sent the distraught lass home and took Simon away.

Goeie genade!' riep tante Zelda, 'wat heb je daar nou?' 'Haal dat ding van me af!' schreeuwde Septimus... Jenna zat doodstil en staarde verbijsterd naar een net uitgekomen draakje.

Love Song How shall I hold my soul to not intrude upon yours? How shall I lift it beyond you to other things? I would gladly lodge it with lost objects in the dark, in some far still place that does not tremble when you tremble. But all that touches us, you and me, plays us together, like the bow of a violin that from two strings draws forth one voice. On what instrument are we strung? What musician is playing us? Oh sweet song.

This was no crossword to be solved by a gentleman in an armchair. Murder was mad and unreasonable and gentlemen had no part in it.

Really, some of the best 'X-Files' stories come right out of science. And you just apply that 'what-if' idea. Oh, what if this were true? And that's why so many times the show is scarier because it was not necessarily improbable.

I liked the idea of having actual magic performed as stage magic, so you could assume that it was just a trick, that something is all smoke and mirrors, but there's that, like, feeling at the back of your mind: What if it's not?

I thought, 'What if I were 17, and it was my small town of Springhill, Louisiana? How would I feel if people started flooding in to see some bird?'