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Quotes About Escort

Bel Riose traveled without escort, which is not what court etiquette prescribes
~ Isaac Asimov
I had always dreamed of being a professional escort but never thought that there was any real money in it.
~ Chelsea Handler
It's gonna be hard to break you, this hungry public part of you that wants to be noticed and observed. You need an escort, Beck, especially if you want to dress like a fucking whore.
~ Caroline Kepnes
I don't think we are ready to die, any of us, not without being escorted.
~ J.M. Coetzee
Mother Mary! Surely Michael and her escort could not—
~ Tamara Leigh
Marriage is the process by which a woman deprives herself of an escort.
~ Myrtle Reed
children with calm efficiency, escorting them safely into the keep.  When all were accounted for, she took refuge there as well. Ian drove the last of the cattle into the
~ Glynnis Campbell
An escort carrier was built on a cargo ship's hull. Shipbuilding magnate Henry J. Kaiser was the Lee Iacocca of his day, a visionary industrialist whose name was a household word.
~ James D. Hornfischer
A woman, even a married woman, cannot float without proper escort. It is simply not done.
~ Gail Carriger
mandassero con lei il suo seguito, il
~ Henryk Sienkiewicz
The Brits are escorting their ships, and we will escort our ships, and I assume other countries will escort their ships.
~ Mark Esper
off." Decker nodded and looked over at where Baron and Jamison were escorting Amber and Zoe
~ David Baldacci
An hour later they were being escorted down a long corridor at the Pentagon. In fact, every corridor at the Pentagon was long. It was a labyrinth beyond all labyrinths. Indeed, it was rumored that employees from the 1960s were somewhere in the bowels of the place still looking for an exit.
~ David Baldacci
Oh yes – can we offer you an escort, Citizen Deputy, to a place of greater safety?' 'The grave,' Camille said. 'The grave.
~ Hilary Mantel
psychopomp.
~ Holly Black
Although Annabelle couldn't see his face, she heard the note of quiet warning in his voice as he spoke to Westcliff. "We'll continue our discussion later. Right now I intend to escort Miss Peyton to her room." "That is not a wise idea, in my opinion," the earl said. "I'm glad I didn't ask for it, then," Simon returned pleasantly.
~ Lisa Kleypas
Is this the sexy escort I ordered? Sabin asks immediately. I don't want to hear any bitching about the tree-house situation, okay? It's very trendy right now. And you better be bringing the mermaid outfit I requested, or this whole thing is off. Also, I'll be paying you from my jar of pennies.
~ Jessica Park
That blur of light that just zoomed past us, by the way, is Hermes. I don't like that boy—and not just because he is a son of Zeus. He's the one who brings my wife to the upper world when it's time for her to visit her mom, Demeter (deh-mee-ter). Because of that job, Hermes ended up escorting all the dead to my realm. Not like they needed an escort, but still. It gave the hyperactive, thieving godling something to do. (Yeah, he's the god of thieves, so of course he's Zeus's son.)
~ Unknown
I'm so excited I had a seven-car police motorcycle escort. I've had escorts before, but nothing like this... I'm really in awe, coming here and seeing so many cars, so much enthusiasm.
~ Tommy Lasorda
The poet he was escorting into Wales was a Horus-headed dud of some personal magnetism. The hair was feathered gell, the nose hooked. He stared at me and he didn't. His eyes belonged to a magician; one bored into you, right through the lens into the depths of the vitreous humor—while the other popped and wobbled in the style of Ben Turpin. He folded in on himself, profile sharp as an axe. A labrys. This man would have no problem seeing around a corner.
~ Iain Sinclair
Escort Mr. Ravenel up to my private apartments, where it seems I'll be giving counsel to yet another of my daughter's tormented suitors. This must be a penance for my misspent youth.
~ Lisa Kleypas
he broke through the wall of men surrounding Olivia—dim-witted fowl clustered about a dozing crocodile, as he saw it—and offered to take her home.
~ Loretta Chase
Who's that fool yonder about to die?" asked Roy as the men were being escorted to the jail. They both turned and saw
~ Unknown
Are you going to the dining hall? Glain smiled very briefly. It was a rare enough event, and it made her almost human. Almost pretty. Are you asking to escort me, like some girl you're romancing? Jess. Don't waste your time. I'm extremely unavailable.... Remind me never to be polite to you again, he said, and she laughed this time, came around, and draped a comrade's arm around his shoulders. Of course I will.
~ Rachel Caine