Quotes About Baron

When Mr. Aching had worked for the old Baron, they had, as men of the world, reached a sensible arrangement, which was that Mr. Aching would do whatever the Baron asked him to do. Provided the Baron asked Mr. Aching to do what Mr. Aching wanted to do and it needed to be done.

I don't envy people with long hair. So, I'm glad mine is gone.

Da ist ein Herr für Sie, Herr Baron — ein Herr Asenkerschbaumer? Sehr dringlich, sagt er?« Gerhard behandelte alle Indikative als Fragen, ein fränkischer Hamlet.

She's generous as an oil baron and loyal as a pit bull.

Investigation?" Isabelle laughed. "Now we're detectives? Maybe we should all have code names." "Good idea," said Jace. "I shall be Baron Hotschaft Von Hugenstein.

Montesquieu had the style of a genius; Buffon, the genius of style.

Delaware is not like Hollywood. But Delaware is cool. All you really need is a gym and a couple good places to eat and a movie theater.

Having bought so many politicians in his day, the Baron could hardly be blamed for taking a cynical attitude to the breed; now, since they were refusing to stay bought, he could hardly be blamed if he had decided to get rid of them.

From Life, Volume I, by Unspiek, Baron

Usually guys like Chris Paul, Lebron James, they will steal the ball from you. Stay away from those guys.

My stepfather is a baron. He has a castle in Belgium that's been in his family for hundreds and hundreds of years. It's not fancy; it's really sort of brimstone and dark. It's got a moat and a drawbridge.

That's what gets converts these days," Baron said. "It's a buyers' market in apocalypse. What's hot in heresy's Armageddon.

A rage. Ori supposed there were as many unspeakable stories as there were men come back from war. Baron was

BARON AND I went to the Cow Palace, south of San Francisco, to see the Who perform as part of a tour package. This one was headlined by the Association.

The Baron told her that only art meant anything.

The owner, Al Capon, a small-time egg baron whose fortunes rose and fell with every new study on cholesterol, offered his pudgy hand and blew a gust of smoke my way from a panatela

The handsomest wondered at her easy surrender. The men could not understand such luck as the Baron's, not regarding him as particularly fascinating. A few indulgent women said it was not fair to judge the Countess too hastily; young wives would be in a very hapless plight if an expressive look or a few graceful dancing steps were enough to compromise a woman.

I saw Amandine. Wainwright does live at the manor house—a place called Trois Flèches—and does maintain an unwholesome relationship with the baron. I met the baron's sister, Wainwright's wife. She certainly knows of the link between her brother and her husband, but does not admit it openly. Beyond that, she appears to know nothing whatever. I have seldom met a more stupid woman.

I mean, if having a family was ever going to be part of your life, the transition had to happen somewhere, and likely that meant somewhere on your many travels something would change the way you saw things. Unless you got sick of adventuring and decided to up and go home and cast your bait in the pond there." She snorted, wrinkled her nose. "Casting my bait? Ew." "Well, what do you expect from a cattle baron pirate?

It's a Baron de Sigognac XO." Guy swirled his glass and stuck his nose inside it as Lucien had done. He moved the glass away and then went back down for another sniff. "Christmas-cake spiced fruits, vanilla- I'd even say custard- with hints of rose and violet," he said.

He lives at Balbec?" crooned the Baron in a tone so far from interrogatory that it is regrettable that the written language does not possess a sign other than the question mark to end such apparently unquestioning remarks. It is true that such a sign would be of little use except to M. de Charlus.

The rain it raineth on the just       And also on the unjust fella;       But chiefly on the just, because       The unjust steals the just's umbrella. —Charles, Baron Bowen

That's what gets converts these days, " Baron said. "It's a buyers' market in apocalypse. What's hot in heresy's Armageddon.

Oh, honey," the big man said. "Don't get yourself in a twit. Damfine is a kind of apple, innit?" He grinned around at the folks sitting at the bar. "Sort of foreign apple from off in Atur? They named it after Baron Damfine if I remember correct.