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MISOGYNISTIC PRICK," Nikki muttered as she descended Nilsen's front steps. "That's redundant," Seley pointed out. "For emphasis," Nikki said

It sounds like something from a comic book. It conjures images of Nazi war criminals

She would have kissed him, if she kissed stupid men.

Marriage is for noblewomen with nothing else to do.

Well, label me very impressed and ship me to Carthak!

This may be my only chance to see humans before these two are made into fertilizer for Moonwind's rosebushes.

I bet his mother was a wyvern. -Scamp

You can tell all Namorn this is what happens when I am vexed, she informed him softly. Little *bitch*, he snapped. Sandry looked him over soberly. If you had understood that earlier, we could have avoided this unpleasantness, she replied.

You are a bloody-minded savage. I hope you are kidnapped by centaurs.

She has a lot of opinions, which is restful, as that way I don't have to have many of my own.

Yes, he was very dangerous, perhaps more dangerous than Vazkor, for his weapon was honesty.

I see the labyrithine trusts would appeal to a scholarly mind.

You may glamorize snakes from the ears of King Malban and you will hear nothing from me but polite applause.

Romulan laughed, showing teeth as beautiful as the rest of him.

The sense of his dynamic importance to them was so strong that Cyrion swept the crowd a low, half-mocking bow.

Hell was Electra, not a punishment of horror, but of pleasure which was horror.

The Grey Lady said I would come begging for her help, and for her help I have come, though whether I shall beg is another matter.

All he has conveyed was disapproval, the stone spire of the Montargo tower.

Cyrion glanced at the scout, and smiled at him with appalling charm.

Leopardo was so tickled by this fiendish bit of fortune, he did not know what to do with it.

Her condition of insoluble despair had finally sought relief in song.

Give me poison," Romulan said. "You are poisoned enough," the priest said. "Drink.

Mercurio watched with an intense solemnity that could only cover amusement.

Mercurio," Saffiro snarled, "do not, I beg you, mock me." "Do not, I beg you, beg me not. I mock everyone. Mock, mock, mock. An unhappy trait. Either you must endure it, or you must go home.