Quotes About Surprise

Ashlyn had mentioned her, but not which warrior the woman belonged to. Whoever it was obviously treated her well. Never had Danika seen a happier female. Lucien released a sigh. "What are you up to, Anya? You only grin like that when you have something planned." Scarred Lucien was her man? Wow. A true beauty and the beast.

I wasn't into girls, but...wow. This one could probably turn anyone. Not even Kat and her catalog friends could compare.

He had a bleeding cut on his leg and he smelled like shit. Her nose wrinkled. "Step in something?" she asked innocently. "That I did not mind." He took a menacing step toward her. "What I did mind was being hit by a cab, then landing on the lap of a naked man. With an erection, Anya. He had an erection.

Demon?" Gwen gasped out. Her back jerked ramrod-straight, and her face leeched of color. "Did you just say demon?" Oh, uh…did I say that?" Strider once again glanced around the plane helplessly. "No, no. I think I said seaman.

Knock him out, Paris!' 'Sure. Want me to spew diamonds from my ass while I'm at it?

If you're thinking they were acting terribly nonchalant about discovering a stranger behind the living room couch, you've never been to a collegiate keg party.

Comedy depends on the unexpected.

You think you know it, but you always find out new stuff.

And at that moment the alligators burst into the room.

So much for a nice quiet evening with a good book.

What she needed was a miracle. What she got was a dragon.

I prefer a more stable game." He tapped the chess-board meaningfully. "Games of strategy which rely on agreed rules and which avoid all semblance of luck are far more to my taste than cards or dice. I like to know where all the pieces are. I like to know what's possible in a game. I don't appreciate being surprised. Would you agree, Miss Winters?

Natural causes - it's all at the back of the report; she was in a traffic accident. Hit by a crashing flying sleigh. The sleigh was flying, that is, and then it crashed.' The thought gave her a little unwanted shudder. Living outside the Library was never safe. Flying sleighs could come out of nowhere and hit you, however careful you were.

Then we can discuss matters—" And at that moment the alligators burst into the room.

Nobody knows how things will turn out, that's why they go ahead and play the game...You give it your all and sometimes amazing things happen, but it's hardly ever what you expect.

Life is amazing, isn't it? You can't ever tell what will happen. Nobody knows until they go ahead and play the game.

Finding a note in the pocket of my shirt was bad enough. Messing with my pillow . . . that's something else again. A guy's pillow is personal, you know?

Not many kids can say that when their toilet is stopped up, they get Seven Fingers, the ax murderer, to help them out, either.

Green Lantern: "What are your powers anyway? You can't fly." Batman: "No." Green Lantern: "Super-strength?" Batman: "No." Green Lantern: "Hold on a second... You're not just some guy in a bat costume, are you? Are you freaking kidding me?!

This half-puzzled, awkward surprise is yours; you cannot hear me or quite make me out. Formalities preserve us: perhaps I too am a shade.

It was like magic, but so much of magic is about misdirection, whereas so much of redemption is straightforward and ordinary, piercing true and lit with surprise.

If countries were named after the words you first hear when you go there, England would have to be called "Damn It".

Cuando releo mis viejos cuadernos de reflexiones, a veces doy con una idea propia que me satisface. Me sorprende que una idea se pueda volver tan ajena para mí y mi sistema, y me alegro tanto como si se le hubiera ocurrido a un antepasado.

All of a sudden, a great crash sounded, and even the calm, collected Peter flinched at the noise. The closet door flew open and two small children, a girl and boy, burst out into the room. They were a ghastly sight, even to Peter's cynical eyes: the little girl had no left arm, the boy had been bleeding from a great wound in his side. Peter felt a touch of sympathy for the pathetic creatures, but then he reminded himself—they were dead!