“I know she's weird. Her friends know she's weird. And we all accept it because she's weird, but also amazing.”
“I don’t hate you, you idiot. I’m in love with you. That’s why I’m panicking!” She marched to the door and yelled, “And our children will not be freaks!”
“Except their mother already is,” her father yelled back.”
“Don't you see Blaynie." Mitch put his arm around her shoulders. "You're like an illegitimate little sister that I never wanted.”
“You don't think before you do, then you're shocked when you end up on the wrong side of a shit pile.”
“I don't know which will upset you more," she replied. "Telling you it's nothing but clutter or confessing that I often take it out and play 'I am Boba Fett' when I don't think anyone can see me.”
“She couldn't get past him. After another minute, she screamed, "You'll never take me alive! I'll never let you get me to a secondary location!”
“The elevator doors opened on the first floor and Van Holtz was waiting there with several bags of groceries in his hands.
“Oh. You,” he said. He started to walk in and, without thinking, simply reacting, Bo shoved him back out of the elevator by his head and hit the elevator button again.
“You asshole!” Bo heard as the door closed.”
“You're willing to miss the finals... for me?"
"I attacked a van for you."
"But that didn't interfere with your schedule.”
“Your sense of humor is not for everyone, but I have to say it's growing on me. Like an out-of-control fungus.”
“Well, you can take your cellar of death where you keep all the bodies of the women you've slaughtered over the years and go to hell. Because this target, which you probably refer to as *it' in your head to keep me as merely an object, is not going down without a fight!”
“Because according to my father, many teachers, and quite a few anger-management counselors, I seem to lack that little internal device that stops things that are best left unsaid from being said.”
“You've scrubbed that kitchen within an inch of its life, haven't you?"
"Actually, no. I don't have that kind of time anymore. So I hire people to do it for me. But they've passed my white glove inspection and that's all that matters to me.”
“You're not going to kill me, skin me, and wear my head as a hat?”
“And now?” he demanded.
“And now, I’d have to say, you have me where you want me, Marauder. Genghis would be proud.”
“Then you better kiss me quick before I burn your peasant village to the ground and take all your women as my concubines.”
“Oh, no,” she whispered, staring at his mouth. “I’m trapped between wanting to help my people and keep my innocence. What will I do?”
“What you always do, Blayne,” he told her honestly while pressing his body into hers. “Help everyone else.”
She leaned in, her hands moving from his shoulders to his face, her fingers stroking his jaw. “My God,” she whispered, her sweet breath brushing against his mouth, “the sacrifices I’m forced to make for my people.”
“Nash has been the sun lighting up the horizon of my life, outshining everything else in my world. I'd thought once that he was to good to be true. Turns out I was right.”
“Fear goes where it is invited.”
“I'll put a bullet through my own brain. Let alone wait for stark to do it. Your sister will drive me to it, Howard. No offense.”
“He spoke so slowly, cobwebs could have formed between his words.”
“Mas, logo ao outro dia, seus parceiros,
Todos nus e da cor da escura treva,
Decendo pelos ásperos outeiros,
As peças vem buscar que estoutro leva.
Domésticos já tanto e companheiros
Se nos mostram, que fazem que se atreva
Fernão Veloso a ir ver da terra o trato
E partir-se co eles pelo mato.
É Veloso no braço confiado
E, de arrogante, crê que vai seguro;
Mas, sendo um grande espaço já passado,
Em que algum bom sinal saber procuro,
Estando, a vista alçada, co cuidado
No aventureiro, eis pelo monte duro
Aparece e, segundo ao mar caminha,
Mais apressado do que fora, vinha.
O batel de Coelho foi depressa
Polo tomar; mas, antes que chegasse,
Um Etíope ousado se arremessa
A ele, por que não se lhe escapasse.
Outro e outro lhe saem; vê-se em presa
Veloso, sem que alguém lhe ali ajudasse,
Acudo eu logo, e, enquanto o remo aperto
Se mostra um bando negro descoberto.
Da espessa nuvem setas e pedradas
Chovem sobre nós outros, sem medida,
E não foram ao vento em vão deitadas,
Que esta perna trouxe eu dali ferida;
Mas nós, como pessoas magoadas,
A reposta lhe demos tão tecida,
Que em mais que nos barretes se suspeita
Que a cor vermelha levam desta feita.
E, sendo já Veloso em salvamento,
Logo nos recolhemos pera a armada,
Vendo a malícia feia e rudo intento
Da gente bestial, bruta e malvada,
De quem nenhum milhor conhecimento
Pudemos ter da Índia desejada
Que estarmos inda muito longe dela.
E assi tornei a dar ao vento a vela.
Disse então a Veloso um companheiro
(Começando-se todos a sorrir):
"Oula, Veloso amigo, aquele outeiro
É milhor de decer que de subir.”
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