A Quotes
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“Ah bet she’s a dirty wee minx in the scratcher. Y’see that "butter wouldnae melt" expression she’s goat goin on? That’s jist a smokescreen – ah guarantee she goes like a train.’ Jimmy belched, considerately turning his head away to exhale.”
Source: Rounder's People
“Ah, betapa aku membenci perpisahan, ibu. Ia hanya menyisakan tawa menjelma debu.”
“Ah, bir bilsen, ne kadar şansız olurdun hayatın boyunca karşına çıkan her kapı açık olsaydı, çünkü yalnızca kapalı kapıları açmaya çalışmaktır yeteneklerini geliştiren şey!”
“Ah, bir bilseydiniz, bu şekilde kaç kez aşık olduğumu!..
Ama nasıl olur, peki kime?
Birine değil, bir ideale, hayal ettiğim kişiye. Hayallerde başlıbaşına romanlar yaratıyorum.”
Source: White Nights
“Ah, biz küçük burjuvalar, ne sahte, ne yaldızdan ibaret insanlarız. Her şeyimiz yalan. En küçük yalanı, düpedüz yalan söylediğimiz zaman söyleriz. Ya söylemediklerimiz? Korkunç.”
Source: Hoşgör Köftecisi
“Ah, Bluebell, what am I going to do with you?”
Love me.”
Source: A Hero to Hold
“Ah, bonding over a felony. That's adorable.”
Source: Beautifully Decadent
“Ah brother, things will be better now. I promise.” Ronan... "Vital Perception”
Source: Vital Perception
“Ah, brothers, this God which I created was human work and human madness, like all gods!
He was human, and only a poor piece of man and Ego: this phantom came to me from my own fire and ashes, that is the truth! It did not come from the ‘beyond’!”
Source: Thus Spoke Zarathustra
“Ah! but a man cannot be held to write down in cold blood the wild and black thoughts that storm his brain when an uncontrolled passion has battered a breach for them. Yet, unless he sets up as a saint, he need not hate himself for them. He is better employed, as it humbly seems to me, in giving thanks that power to resist was given to him ....”
Source: The Prisoner of Zenda
“Ah, but can one person ever really know another? Are we not all mysteries to each other?”
Source: The Dream of Perpetual Motion
“Ah, but dreams cannot be captured with promises," he said. "Like water, they elude our grasp. But water is the staff of life. I believe your dream will come true if only because you will not compromise on it and let it go too lightly.”
Source: Slightly Tempted
“Ah, but have you ever tried counting thoughts? They're extraordinarily hard to wrangle.”
Source: The Twelve Days of Dash & Lily
“Ah, but her romance wasn’t THAT romance. It was a desire, an echo, a sound; she could drape it in color, see it in form, hear it in music, but not in words; no, never in words.”
Source: Night and Day
“Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now”
“Ah, but it is an interesting thing, that these things can so seldom be proved. If I were to perform some piece of, hrmf, magic for you, here in this room, you would claim a thousand ways it could have been done. Indeed, those ways might be exceedingly unlikely, but you would cling to them rather than accept the, mmn, the chance that magic, the eternal inexplicable, might be the true agent, and if you were strong enough in yourself, unafraid, unthreatened, here in your own chambers, well perhaps there would be no magic worked at all. It is a subjective force, you see, whereas the physical laws of the artificers are objective. A gear-train will turn without faith, but magic may not. And so, when your people demand, mmn, proof, there is none, but when you have forgotten and dismissed it, then magic creeps back into the gaps where you do not look for it.”
Source: Dragonfly Falling
“Ah, but life is a game too, a playful exercise, playing is a very serious, grave, even philosophical act, for children, it's part of growing up, for adults it's a link with their childhood, advantageous for some. Whole libraries of books have been written on the subject, all of them solid, weighty tomes, only a fool could fail to be convinced. The mistake lies in thinking that such profundity can be found only in books, when in fact a quick glance, a moment's attention, is all it takes to see how the cat plays with the mouse, and how the latter is eaten by the former. The question, the only one that matters, is knowing who exploits the initial innocence of the games, this game that was never innocent, for example, when the foreman says to the workers, Let's run, and see who gets there last, And the innocents, blind to the obvious deceit, run, trot, gallop, stagger from Monte Lavre to Vale de Cães, merely for the glory of arriving first or for the smug satisfaction of not being last. Because the last man, well, someone always has to be last, will have to put up with the jeers and mockery of the winners, who are already panting and breathless, they haven't even started work yet but the poor fools waste their breath on this explosion of scorn.”
Source: Levantado do Chão
“Ah, but my dear sir, the why must never be obvious. That is the whole point.”
Source: Five Little Pigs
“Ah, but prophecies have a way of fulfilling themselves,' Khayman said. 'That's the magic of it. We all understood it in ancient times. The power of charms is the power of the will; you might say that we were all geniuses of psychology in those dark days, that we could be slain by the power of another's designs. And the dreams, Marius, the dreams are but a part of the great design.”
Source: The Queen of the Damned
“Ah, but Sadie Green was a gamer! In a game, if a sign warns you not to open a certain door, you will definitely open that door. If it doesn't work out, you can always go back to the save point and start again.”
Source: Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow
“Ah, but surely you must now be saying, "waitaminute, tuna fish would go bad if you kept it in your pocket for weeks and weeks without refrigerating it."
To that I simply say: You obviously haven't read Professor P.S. Schackman's informative book How to Keep Tuna Fish in Your Pocket for Weeks and Weeks Without it Going Bad. I suggest you read it before complaining about the tuna situation again.”
Source: The Facttracker
“Ah, but that’s the glory of not being Eden. She can feel bad all she wants and we never have to feel it!”
“You, beautiful girl, are mean.”
I smile and pull my sunglasses down. “You love me.”
Source: Mind Games
“Ah, but you we're not a pawn, All along you have been the queen”
Source: An Enchantment of Ravens
“Ah c'est que tu as vingt ans, toi, et que tu peux oublier le passé, j'en ai cinquante, et je suis bien forcé de m'en souvenir”
Source: The Count of Monte Cristo
“Ah! candid and unadulterated mind! you have learned early to reflect; but take care lest this habit, hitherto so well applied, should totally unfit you for society. It will strew thorns in your path, while other young women of your age seek only flowers. By imagining yourself in the place of others, as you now continually do, you will learn to feel for all the unhappy, or even for those who appear so; whereas it might save a great deal of (for the most part useless) pain, if you could contrive to feel only for yourself.”
Source: Marchmont: A Novel
“Ah, cariad, finally I have you to myself, with a bed behind me, and what do I do?”
Source: Must Love Chainmail
“Ah, Cash?”
“Mmm?” he hummed.
“The mesh top is a little small.”
“So? It’s supposed to be.”
“No, I mean small, small—I can’t get it back over my head kind of small,” I said quickly. “I feel like I’m going to pass out.”
“Hang on.”
Source: Christmas Wishes
“Ah cher ami, how poor in invention men are! They are They always think one commits suicide for a reason. But it's quite possible to commit suicide for two reasons. No, that never occurs to them. So what's the good of dying intentionally, of sacrificing yourself to the idea you want people to have of you? Once you are dead, they will take advantage of it to attribute idiotic or vulgar motives to your action. Martyrs, cher ami, must choose between being forgotten, mocked, or made use of. As for being understood--never!”
“Ah, chopped horse mackerel."
"Yeah, but it's not just an ordinary chopped horse mackerel."
"Oh?
What?! You're wrapping the chopped horse mackerel in a
dumpling skin?!
And you're going to deep-fry it?!"
"Here you go. Deep-fried chopped horse mackerel dumplings. It's another one of Tatsu's ideas. Eat it with Japanese mustard, ginger and soy sauce."
"So this is another one of your creations, Tatsu.
Ha ha!
That's a pretty wild taste!
The chopped mackerel is half raw. And the spicy Japanese mustard and ginger sting your nose and wrap up the flavor of the dumpling!"
"
Ha ha
. Just playing around!"
"Playing around, huh..."
"Here. Tatsu's special 'Everything Rice.'"
"Whoa! It's got so many things on it! Curry, omelet, hayashi-rice, salted cod roe and nori, three slices of deep-fried pork cutlet with demi-glace sauce and stewed offal.
Ha ha ha
... this is so sumptuous, it's over the top!"
"Heh heh. You know how we homeless people collect leftovers and eat 'em all together, right? Interestingly, they kinda taste better than when ya eat 'em on their own."
"I see! You've got a point... this really is a dish that only you could've come up with, Tatsu."
"Just playing around!"
"Playing around!”
Source: Izakaya: Pub Food
“Ah, Choquequirao, another lost city of the Incas, as massive and impressive as Machu Picchu but with far fewer tourists. Here somewhere in the heart of the Andean wilderness, where the jagged peaks pierce the heavens and the spirits of the ancients linger, lies Choquequirao, an enigma waiting to be unraveled by us.”
Source: Peruvian Days
“Ah, Christ, this is the place with the messed-up sizes, isn’t it? Like, ‘grande’ instead of ‘large?’ He stretched it out all stupid and fake-French, and Christina and I shared a look.
“Why can’t you just call it a large?” he asked.
“You could except grande is a medium.” Christina said, “Venti is large.”
“Venti. Right. For the love of God, can’t I order in plain English?”
“Ah, clever clogs, but it will have happened in one of my alternative lives. You know--the lives hot-shot scientists tell us we are living at the same time as this one we know about. Which being so, how do you know that what happens in one of your alternative lives doesn't sometimes leak through into your consciousness in this life, and make you sad that you aren't living that particular alternative life instead of this one? Don't you sometimes feel depressed for no reason you can think of? I do. And maybe that's why. We've had a leak from an alternative life and want that life now. Like wanting an ice cream when you were little, which you knew was in the freezer, but your mom wouldn't let you have it.”
Source: Postcards from No Man's Land
“Ah coffee. The sweet balm by which we shall accomplish today's tasks.”
“Ah, coherence, that old canard. All the books are full of it, in all the classrooms the teachers are chalking it up on the blackboard; the mother dreams of it while her baby is at her breast - and there you are, sitting here, asking me about coherence. You must have had an unusually misspent youth.”
Source: The Burrow
“Ah college years, those were the days. Pure freedom ... leaving home for the first time…the parties…”
"What about the tutorials, the lectures, the large building with all the books called the ‘library’?”
“Is that what those were?” Gerry blithely replied.”
Source: Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
“Ah, come on, dude!” I said, taking a long swig from my bottle. “There must be something! Something that you do differently from all those other schmucks—like myself—out there.”
“Alright, alright, hold your horses! You wanna hear the actual secret? The simple truth that everybody wants to know? The thing that’s right in front of your nose but hardly anyone sees?” John looked around as if to make sure nobody was eavesdropping, but there was no one around. He leaned in to whisper something in my ear.
“Alright. Now, listen very closely…”
It got awfully quiet as I eagerly waited for the answer.
John squinted his eyes.
Then, he ripped a huge fart.
One that was so loud it could have been a serious contender for the Guinness World Records, if they had a category for fart volume (turns out they do). The thing even smelled the part.
“God damn it, you asshole!”
And we couldn’t stop laughing.”
Source: Mad Monkeys: A darkly funny backpacking novel
“Ah come on, these streams of light are not so subtle. All along the ditch, signs of life in sinking puddles!”
“Ah! comme la neige a neigé!”
“Ah! comme la neige a neigé!
Ma vitre est un jardin de givre.
Ah! comme la neige a neigé!
Qu'est-ce que le spasme de vivre
À la douleur que j'ai, que j'ai!
Tous les étangs gisent gelés,
Mon âme est noire: Où vis-je? Où vais-je?
Tous ses espoirs gisent gelés:
Je suis la nouvelle Norvège
D'où les blonds ciels s'en sont allés.
Pleurez, oiseaux de février,
Au sinistre frisson des choses,
Pleurez, oiseaux de février,
Pleurez mes pleurs, pleurez mes roses,
Aux branches du genévrier.
Ah! comme la neige a neigé!
Ma vitre est un jardin de givre.
Ah! comme la neige a neigé!
Qu'est-ce que le spasme de vivre
À tout l'ennui que j'ai, que j'ai!...”
“Ah, crap. Only the lowest beasts would ever harm a vending machine. Doesn't it understand my functional yet artistic beauty?”
Source: Reborn as a Vending Machine, I Now Wander the Dungeon, Vol. 1
“Ah, damn it, lass,'he called after her. 'I've busted my stitches wide open.'
'What?'she cried, hurrying back to him. 'Let me see!'
'Ah-ha!' He snared her around the waist, dragging her down with him to his lap.'You still care for me!”
Source: If You Deceive
“Ah, Darayavahoush, there are always people to save. And always cunning men and women around who find a way to take advantage of that duty and harness it into power.”
Source: The Kingdom of Copper
“Ah...Dectective, this is a very private and personal moment for them both. I'm sure you can understand their need for-"
A man stumbled out clutching a sheet round his waist and Valkyrie's eyes widened. "Whoa," she said as he hummed into a table. He was tall and sandy-haired and his physique was jaw-dropping lay amazing. "No way," she said. "Scapegrace?"
The man looked at her, and shook his head. The a woman came charging out of the back room, slammed into the man and they both went rolling across the floor.
"Give it to me!" The woman screamed. "Give it to me!"
Nye scuttled over. "Mr Scapegrace, you know the procedure cannot be repeated, your brains are in far too deteriorated a condition."
"You! Gave! Me! The! Wrong! Body!”
Source: Kingdom of the Wicked
“Ah, desire. Such a poisonous thing.”
Source: A Crown of Wishes
“Ah, Dios mío, ojalá fuese yo uno de esos prisioneros de Southgate. Sus celdas, según requiere la ley y la humanidad, tienen el doble de tamaño que nuestros camarotes, James, y nuestro futuro sería cálido y seguro si no tuviésemos otra cosa que hacer que sentarnos en medio de todo ese lujo y esperar a que llegasen las noticias”
Source: The Terror
“Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore.”
Source: The Complete Stories and Poems
“Ah don't hate the English. They're just wankers. We are colonised by wankers. We can't even pick a decent, vibrant, healthy culture to be colonised by. No. We're ruled by effete arseholes. What does that make us?”
Source: Trainspotting
“Ah, Drilos. I wanted someone to talk to, but I never counted on a conversation quite so hilarious. Not only are you saying I’m the multiverse, but also that I’m becoming something devoid of existence? Ridiculous. Right now I’m just a disembodied consciousness, but as long as I exist in a void then the void won’t be a void. Right now I consist of energy rather than matter; it’s just nature’s way of compensating for the random space-time shifts of a being it apparently doesn’t want to die. Fission, fusion – I don’t make up the laws. The where and when of me are easy questions to answer. What am I? That’s a bit more difficult, but ultimately I was born a human, and nothing can change that. The how and the why of me – now there are two questions that are impossible to answer.”
Source: The Hyperverse Accord
“Ah earth you old extinguisher.”
Source: Happy Days
“Ah, efendim, insanı dinlenmekten alıkoyan şey hasta bir vicdandır.”
Source: Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde