This was after stew. But then, so is everything. When the first man crawled out of the slime and went to make his home on land, what he had for dinner that night was stew.
Have fun storming the castle!
Will you draw your sword with your free hand?
What kind of human person has a favorite eraser?
She fell fast and she fell hard, but what did that matter, since she would have gladly dropped a thousand feet onto a bed of nails if Westley had been waiting at the bottom. Down,
Let me get this thing straight, Inigo--we had SCRAPS for dinner? I'M in YOUR fantasy and the best you can come up with is SCRAPS? She turned toward the door then. You have no chance of winning my hear...
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I’ll tell you the truth and its up to you to live with it.
It must have been fifty seconds before Doc died.Long time.
I've been saying it so long to you, you just wouldn't listen. Every time you said 'Farm Boy do this' you thought I was answering 'As you wish' but that's only because you were hearing wrong. 'I love y...
He’ll never catch up! the Sicilian cried. Inconceivable! You keep using that word! the Spaniard snapped. I don’t think it means what you think it does.
When was the last time you read a book? The truth now. And picture books don't count-I mean something with print in it.
Look. (Grow-ups skip this paragraph.) I'm not about to tell you this book has a tragic ending. I already said in the very first line how it is my favorite in all the world. But there's a lot of bad st...
I'm not about to argue with a full professor, but if you ever have a really unbreakable case of insomnia, do yourself a favor and start reading Chapter Three of the uncut version.
A word? the Sicilian said, raising his arms. His mile was more angelic than his faceButtercup halted. Speak.We are but poor circus performers, the Sicilian explained, It is dark and we are lost. We we...
You’re right, the Turk agreed, staring back. He isn’t gaining on us. He’s just getting closer, that’s all.
The truth,’ said Westley, ‘is that you would rather live with your prince than die with your love.’ ‘I would rather live than die, I admit it.’ ‘We are talking of love, madam.’ There was a long pause....
Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.
Hay muertes, y será mejor que entendáis algo: que mueren algunas personas que no deberían morir. Preparaos, pues. Esto no es un cuento infantil. A mí nadie me lo advirtió y la culpa fue mía (dentro de...
But just as he knew the sun was obliged to rise each morning in the east, no matter how much a western arisal might have pleased it, so he knew that Buttercup was obliged to spend her love on him. Gol...
