Quotes About Gregor

Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor

I don't know whether or not we'll meet again, Gregor. I could, with an effort, look into the future, but the time's too short. I'd like you to know only this: separation contains as much of a mystery as meeting. In both cases a door opens: in meeting it opens on the future, in separation on the past. It's the same door.

Emperors per se did not unnerve Miles . . . . Emperor Gregor had been raised along with Miles practically as his foster-brother; somewhere in the back of Miles's mind the term emperor was coupled with such identifiers as somebody to play hide-and-seek with . In this context those hidden assumptions could be a psychosocial land mine.

Four men entered Gregor's office. Miles recognized them at once; he was Barrayaran enough that his first thought was a conscience-stricken, My God, what have I done wrong? Good sense reasserted itself; his feats of evil would have had to have been downright heroic to rate the attention of four Imperial Auditors at one time.

I tried to get a job in a freak show," he [Gregor] went on, "but they said I was overqualified. So I became the porter at Groosham Grange.

The sister played so beautifully. Her face was tilted to one side and she followed the notes with soulful and probing eyes. Gregor advanced a little, keeping his eyes low so that they might possibly meet hers. Was he a beast if music could move him so?

If they were shocked, then Gregor had no further responsibility and could be calm. But if they took everything calmly, he he, too, had no reason to get excited and could, if he hurried, actually be at the station by eight o'clock.

Later, the family, led ferociously by the father, forces Gregor into his room like a naughty child. And Gregor, for his part, has no interest in adult matters. He loathes his profession. He has no intention of finding a companion; the only woman in his life, besides his sister and mother, is the pin-up girl in the guilt frame.

yet to be moved by music is essentially human; it reflects sensitivity. The life Gregor led as a human being left no room for this kind of appreciation. But, regressing into an animal, his sensibility has become refined rather than coarsened.

Gregor lifted the knife and slammed it down. The tops of the carrot rolled across the table, some hitting the floor. "What are you doing?" "I'm chopping carrots." "Gregor, they are carrots! not tree branches." "I fail to see the difference.

Well, I've spent a lot of time in your libraries at night," said Ripred. "You come up and read books?" asked Gregor. "Read them, eat them, whatever mood strikes me," he said.

You come up and read books?" asked Gregor. "Read them, eat them, whatever mood strikes me,

Any rats around?" asked Gregor. "Just the one on my back," said Ares.

It was at that moment that Gregor decided he was bonded to a big jerk. And he felt pretty sure that Ares had come to the same conclusion.

Gregor looked at the girl's face and could tell by her arrogant expression that there had been no luck involved at all.

therefore, he should have seven champions, Queen Visenya decided. Thus did the Kingsguard come into being;|She would choose the knights herself.|Ser Richard Roote; Ser Addison Hill, Bastard of Cornfield; Ser Gregor Goode; Ser Griffith Goode, his brother; Ser Humfrey the Mummer; Ser Robin Darklyn, called Darkrobin; and Ser Corlys Velaryon, Lord Commander.

Gregor was involved with something called Volatile Fungus Deportation.