You intolerable lunatic, he snarled at me, and then he caught my face between his hands and kissed me.
We are not going to be herded anywhere we do not like, [Temeraire] said, dangerously, by Napoleon or by your admirals; and if you like to ask the other dragons of the Corps to try it, I expect they wi...
The water-dragon’s name was Lady Kiyomizu, although much to Junichiro’s horror she breezily told Laurence to call her Kiyo, and not to stand on formality. You have no manners anyway, she said, and the...
She was safe for another moment, one more moment, and all of life was only moments, after all.
It's not seemly for a girl, my grandmother tried, but my grandfather snorted.Gold doesn't know the hand that holds it, he said, and frowned at me, but in a pleased way.
I was a glaring blot on the perfection. But I didn't care: I didn't feel I owed him beauty.
I grabbed back at him just as incautiously with my hand and my magic both, even as he pressed magic on me from his side as well. His breath huffed out sharply, and our workings caught on one another,...
I felt as though I were pretending to be grown-up.
I do not care if they do not like me, he said. Maybe then they will let me alone, and I will not have to stay in China. The thought visibly struck him, and his head came up with sudden enthusiasm. If...
Hollin was still sitting with Levitas’s head in his lap, a bucket now beside him; he was squeezing water from a clean cloth into the dragon’s open mouth. He looked at Rankin without bothering to hide...
He looked at me, baffled and for the first time uncertain, as though he had stumbled into something, unprepared. His long narrow hands were cradled around mine, both of us holding the rose together. M...
And so does pity lead straight to disaster.
Крадецът, който е откраднал нож и се е порязал на него, не може да обвинява домакинята, че го е държала остър.
She’d remembered the wrong things, and forgotten too much. She’d remembered how to kill and how to hate, and she’d forgotten how to grow.
Listen, you impossible creature, he said, I'm a century and more older than--Oh, be quiet, I said impatiently.
It's a lie that matches his desire.
I glared at him speechlessly; how dare he put a pet name on me?
I don't like to be coarse, but if I did, I would be!-Granby commenting on something Rankin has said.
I do not care if Laurence tells me not to squash you
He'd chosen to go for a soldier. Maybe he had a story that began that way: a poor widowed mother at home and three young sisters to feed and a girl from down the lane who smiled at him...he'd go home...