L Quotes
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“Leo ni siku ya kumbukumbu ya giza lililoingia katika familia ya Enock Maregesi. Tarehe 4/11/14 ni siku nuru ya mwanga wa maisha ya nyanya yangu mpenzi Bi Martha Maregesi ilipozimika huko Musoma. Leo ni miaka miwili ametimiza akiwa kimya kabisa! Sikisikii tena kicheko chake wala siisikii tena hekima yake! Familia yake inamkumbuka sana. Palipokuwa kwake ni nyumbani kwetu. Hatuwezi kusahau upendo wake na umuhimu wake kwetu. Tulimpenda sana, lakini Mungu wa mbinguni alimpenda zaidi.”
“Leo offered his arm and Cassie took it. Sister and brother strolled aimlessly for a few moments. “Perhaps we have not suffered enough to earn happiness?”
Cassie glanced up at him, relieved to note the teasing twinkle in his eye. “I should be happy to make you suffer with a well-placed kick to your backside if that’s what you wish.”
Leo laughed. “I shall pass if you don’t mind. Besides, I am barely nine-and-twenty and have plenty of time left to enjoy myself before the need truly arises to settle myself with a wife.” He sobered. “You, however—”
“Don’t say it, Leo,” Cassie said firmly. “Or I shall be forced to deliver that kick and a great deal more.”
Source: The Pursuit of Marriage
“Leo para desenterrar verdades, no para dormirlas.”
Source: Divididos por la fe: De los apóstoles a las megaiglesias; ¿Cómo una sola fe se dividió en 45.000 denominaciones?
“Leopold II kun je niet verwijten dat hij het vruchtgebruik van de Koninklijke Schenking verankerde in het Belgisch patrimonium, om te vermijden dat zijn nazaten het naar het buitenland zouden brengen. Toch blijven zijn volledige financieringsstromen van Congo naar België, en omgekeerd, een imbroglio waar de grootste wetenschappers zich het hoofd over hebben gebroken. Als deze generatie politici dat in kaart wil brengen, vrees ik dat ze er onvoldoende tijd voor zullen hebben.”
Source: Leopold II: Het hele verhaal
“Leo resisted the urge to throw a grenade in Frank's face. "I suppose I should know who Pelops was?"
"He was a prince, won his wife in a chariot race. Supposedly he started the Olympic games in honor of that."
Hazel sniffed. "How romantic. 'Nice wife you have, Prince Pelops.' 'Thanks. I won her in a chariot race.”
Source: The Blood of Olympus
“Leo scratched his head. “Well I dunno about Enchiladas-“ “Enceladus,” Piper corrected. “Whatever. But Old Potty Face mentioned another name. Porpoise Fear, or something?” “Porphyrion?” Piper asked. ”He was the giant king, I think.”
“Leo sighed and went back to her work, but by the time she reached her little apartment on the houseboat moored to Gezira Island she was weary and on edge. She could not get the thought of Alix caught up in a battle out of her head. Sasha’s informant had described how she had been honoured by Tito for her role as a bombasi, hurling grenades into enemy bunkers. It wasn’t hard to imagine how dangerous that would be. She longed to confide in someone, to share her anxiety, but there was no one she could tell without divulging her source. She considered trying to get a phone call through to Sasha in London but dismissed the idea. It was unfair to burden him with the same worry when he was as helpless as she was. Apart from that, she was not sure how he would react. He hated the idea of women anywhere near the front line, as she knew from her own experience. In addition, Alix was fighting on the wrong side as far as he was concerned.”
Source: A Call to Home
“Leo simply goes one way with his body and another with the ball. You have to either guess right or foul him.”
“Leo smiled and stroked her hair. 'We'll both be fine, Marks. We've just begun our journey...and there's so much we have yet to do.' He spoke more softly as he heard her breathing turn even and steady. 'Rest against my heart. Let me watch over your dreams. And know that tomorrow morning, and every morning after that, you'll awaken next to someone who loves you.' 'Dodger?' she mumbled against his chest, and he grinned. 'No, your confounded ferret will have to stay in his basket. I was referring to myself.' 'Yes, I know.' Catherine slid her hand up to his cheek. 'Only you,' she said. 'Always you.”
“Leo smiled nervously. Maybe he and Percy did share something else – a stupid sense of humour.
‘Yeah, I bet that would totally be against her sponsorship deal. THOSE ARE NOT THE OFFICIAL SHOES OF THE OLYMPICS! YOU WILL DIE NOW!’
Hazel rolled her eyes. ‘You’re both impossible.’
Behind Leo, a thunderous voice shook the ruins: ‘YOU WILL DIE NOW!”
Source: The Blood of Olympus
“Leo spoke before she could say a word. "I'd like to arrange a room for my wife and myself."
His wife? Catherine twisted to give him an offended glance. "I want my own room. And I'm not-"
"She doesn't, really." Leo smiled at the innkeeper, the rueful, commiserating smile of one put-upon man to another. "A marital squabble. She's cross because I won't let her mother visit us."
"Ahhh..." The innkeeper made an ominous sound and bent to write in the registry book. "Don't give in, sir. They never leave when they say they will. When my mother-in-law visits, the mice throw themselves at the cat, begging to be eaten. Your name?"
"Mr. and Mrs. Hathaway."
"But-" Catherine began, nettled. She broke off as she felt the carpetbag quiver in her grasp. Dodger wanted to get out. She had to keep him hidden until they were safely upstairs. "All right," she said shortly. "Let's hurry."
Leo smiled. "Eager to make up after our quarrel, darling?"
She gave him a look that should have stayed him on the spot.”
Source: Married by Morning
“Leo stared back at her with a mixture of wary amusement and growing heat. He could no longer deny that he found nothing in the world more entertaining than talking to her. Or just being near her. Cantankerous, stubborn fascinating creature... completely unlike his past lovers. And at times like this, she had all the cuddlesome appeal of a feral hedgehog.
But she challenged him, met him as an equal, in a way that no other woman ever had. He wanted her beyond reason.”
Source: Married by Morning
“Leo stepped out from behind the dressing curtain in Mathilde’s bus wearing a black-and-silver corset with a skirt of sparkly fringe that barely made it past his hips, with elbow-length black satin gloves, fishnet stockings, and garters. The sight knocked me dizzy.
“I should go grocery shopping in this,” he remarked.”
Source: The Quicksand Theatre Company
“Leo Strauss's discoveries in the history of political philosophy had the effect of liberating his students from the yoke of contemporary thought.”
“Leo: "su vieja regla: . No te enredes. No pienses en cosas malas. Sonríe y bromea aunque no tengas ganas. Sobre todo cuando no tengas ganas.”
Source: The Blood of Olympus
“Leo: […] su vieja regla: “No te pares”. No te enredes. No pienses en cosas malas. Sonríe y bromea aunque no tengas ganas. Sobre todo cuando no tengas ganas.”
Source: The Blood of Olympus
“Leo Tolstoy ... defines patriotism as the principle that will justify the training of wholesale murderers.”
Source: Emma Goldman: Making speech free, 1902-1909
“Leo Tolstoy said the purpose of art is to teach you to love life. And that's what I want.”
“Leo Tolstoy's life has been devoted to replacing the method of violence for removing tyranny or securing reform by the method of nonresistance to evil. He would meet hatred expressed in violence by love expressed in selfsuffering.”
Source: Collected Works of Mahatma Gandhi
“Leo Tolstoy, the greatest anti-patriot of our time, defines patriotism as the principle that will justify the training of wholesale murderers; a trade that requires better equipment in the exercise of man-killing than the making of such necessities as shoes, clothing, and houses; a trade that guarantees better returns and greater glory than that of the honest workingman.”
Source: Living My Life
“Leo took out a pen and autographed the arm of one of the nymphs. “Narcissus is a loser! He’s so weak, he can’t bench-press a Kleenex. He’s so lame, when you look up lame on Wikipedia, it’s got a picture of Narcissus—only the picture’s so ugly, no one ever checks it out.”
“Leo turned to me, his upper lip curved in that way it does when he's confused. "What exactly is your problem? You broke it off with me, remember?"
The bitch wasn't backing down. Now she had control of my hands. She wagged a finger at Leo. "And you just couldn't wait to climb aboard that silicone-stuffed herpes ride, could you?”
Source: Bloodstone
“Leo turns to him, eyes bright with anticipation and a kind of hunger. "How's your mother?" he asks. "Is she happy now? After dragging us out here in the middle of the night, just to get a little attention?"
Dagou struggles against the light-headedness of sudden fury. "Shut up," he manages. "You have no right---"
Leo sniggers. "Look at you. Tears in your eyes!"
"You're the one who put her here!" His voice shakes. "You couldn't help tracking your shit into her temple! Even there, you had to torment her!"
"Mama's boy!" Leo sneers, his face grotesque and knowing.
Something shatters in Dagou's mind. He lunges at his father, fingers reaching for his windpipe. "You deserve to die! I hate you. I'm going to kill you!"
Leo is pushing back. He's a strong old man, but Dagou has not been working out for nothing. Dagou brings his father closer, tightens his grip on Leo's throat. A woman is shouting, giving orders, but Dagou can't listen. He feels his father's pulse: hot, human. Leo's eyes bulge.”
Source: The Family Chao
“Leo Valdez deserved a special punishment," she [Khione] said. "I have sent him to a place from which he can never return.”
“Leo waited while the fish centaur put away his supplies. Aphros's lobster-claw horns kept swimming around in his thick hair, and Leo had to resist the urge to try and rescue them.”
“Leo was just outside the door, and he was shirtless. His arm flexed against the sleek white top of his dresser as he stared into the open drawer. He was clearly searching for a shirt, as his devil suit had mysteriously vanished.
And she just went ahead and stared at his arms, chest, shoulders and back, because that's what she wanted to do--- especially after the last glass of wine she'd had. She'd seen him shirtless once before, on their hike, so the sight of him shouldn't have felt so new, but it was like seeing him for the first time all over again. She let her gaze linger over how the muscles between his shoulder blades emphasized his strong back, and the tricep that flexed as he straightened his arm. A small, parched noise escaped her lips, and he looked up.
She coughed, trying to cover the sound.
Leo turned. "You're supposed to be in pajamas."
You're not supposed to look this fucking good.
"The problem is the dress. Not built for food or unzipping. I was wondering if you could, um..." She turned and motioned toward her back, where the zipper was.
When Leo stepped forward, his bare torso briefly brushed against her back. His skin was warm in contrast to the cool air, and goose bumps erupted across her arms in response. She hoped he wouldn't notice her body's reaction to being so close to him. At least he couldn't see that her gaze was fixed straight ahead, on the pesky bed nearby...
His fingers grasped the top of the zipper, and he pulled on it just enough that she stumbled back and against his chest. She muttered an apology under her breath as he slowly lowered the zipper down her back. His knuckle grazed the track of her spine, and his hand stopped at the bottom, just above her ass. She wondered if his eyes were roaming over her exposed skin. And he didn't move his fingers from the zipper right away, which made her feel like he wanted the back of his knuckle to stay exactly where it was. Neither of them moved. She was afraid that if she did, she'd break the fantasy of Leo, examining her--- of him potentially wanting more of her.
Eventually he leaned down, and the shadow of his beard scraped against her ear as he said, "All done.”
Source: For Butter or Worse
“Leo would never know that she had loved him.
She thought of his eyes, all those colors of blue. Her mind was filled with a constellation of high summers, stars in a lion's shape. The brightest star marks his heart.
He would grieve. If only she could spare him that.
Oh, what they could have had. A life together, such a simple thing. To watch that handsome face weather with age. She had to admit now that she had never been happier than in the moments with him.
Her heart beat faintly beneath her ribs. It was heavy, aching with contained feeling, a hard knot within the numbness.
I didn't want to need you, Leo. I fought so hard to stay standing at the edge of my own life... when I should have had the courage to walk into yours.”
Source: Married by Morning
“Leo's biggest surprise: One look from Jason, and all three of them knew the game plan. When had that happened, that they could read each other so well?”
“Leo's goals are works of art.”
“Leo, sadly, has Parkinsons, but he used to cook all sorts of dazzling things.”
“Leo,” Hazel gasped, “I can’t—my arms—” “Hazel,” he said. “Do you trust me?” “No!” “Me neither,” Leo admitted.”
“Leo. Jason said, you're wierd. Yeah, you tell me that a lot. Leo grinned. But if you don't remember me, that means I can reuse all my old jokes. Come on!”
Source: Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian
“Leo: "So...giants who can throw mountains. Friendly wolves that will eat us if we show weakness. Evil espresso drinks. Gotcha. Maybe this isn't the best time to bring up my psycho babysitter." Piper: "Is that another joke?”
“Leo: I'm almost out of gas! Woah, that came out wrong. I meant the burning kind!”
“Leo: Rainbows. Very macho. Annabeth: Butch is our best equestrian, he gets along great with the pegasi. Leo: Rainbows, ponies... Butch: I'm gonna toss you off this chariot.”
“Leo: “I can’t believe I thought you were hot.” Khione’s face turned red. “Hot? You dare insult me? I am cold, Leo Valdez. Very, very cold.”
“Leofgifu was skeptical, but then she always was with men. None of them could be trusted; they covered you in kisses and promises, then vanished, leaving nothing but a torn heart, and ofttimes a swelling belly.”
Source: The Forever Queen
“Leofric met her eye, his own gaze hard. He was clearly losing patience with her. “This is life,” he snapped. “It’s not sweet and it’s not pretty—but before you look at me with scorn remember I’ve just saved both our lives.”
Source: The Whispering Wind
“Leon actually laughed. "They have slushies up front."
"Jesus Christ," Benjamin muttered. "Nordstrom's. Macy's. We could go to Paris for the spring season. I was expecting transatlantic flights."
I figured ignoring that was best for all concerned. "Is there an Old Navy around here? They've got shorts and stuff." I caught the look Benjamin gave me. "What?"
"Nothing. We just thought a svetocha would be more, well, difficult." Leon's mouth twitched. "I do seriously want a slushie."
I tried a tentative smile. I definitely liked him now. "I haven't had one in ages. Maybe the guys outside - the double blonds - would want one, too?"
For some reason Leon found that utterly fricking hysterical. H snorted and chuckled all the way through Housewares to the Health and Beauty section, and even Benjamin unbent enough to grin.”
“Leon Golub was a painter. He was an artist struggling to make it in the New York City art world, but at the same time he was a very political guy, and engaged in the world around him. In the film, we saw how that world eventually encroached into his painting. One of my favorite lines in the film was how he had to be more precise, 'but now the pants have wrinkles, I hated to do it, but I had to do it.'”
“Leon had attached himself to me in Chicago like a fat, brat-and-beer-filled tick; I was amazed that someone whose blood was clearly half pork grease had made it to age seventy-five.”
Source: Old Man's War
“Leon mi afferra il polso. «Devi andare, eh?» mormora con dolcezza.
Sorrido e gli accarezzo una guancia. «Sì, ma d’ora in poi passeremo molto tempo insieme, no? Verrai qui per me?»
Il viso di Leon s’illumina. «Sono sempre venuto qui per te».”
Source: I'm Not a Princess
“Leon Wells told of Operation 1005, the group of Jewish prisoners assigned to eradicate the evidence by opening mass graves and exhuming, burning, and pulverizing the bodies.
-- The Eichmann Trial, page 87”
Source: The Eichmann Trial
“Leon went to show his Coven insignia to prove he was a member but had a wicked thought slither into his brain. A wildly crazy smile coiled on his lips as he skillfully kept the silver emblem from sight. He thumbed back at the door. “You know how girls are. Make one joke about the size of their thighs, and it’s out the door with you.”
Source: Spellbound & Hellhounds
“Leon, no offense, but you don't exactly look like a hockey player." "I told 'em I was a goalie. That's where they put the guy who can't skate, right? Just like in baseball when they put the worst player at catcher.”
Source: Winter of the Wolf Moon: An Alex McKnight Mystery
“Leona Helmsley's dog made $12 million last year... and Dean McLaine, a farmer in Ohio, made $30,000. It's just a gigantic version of the madness that grows in every one of our brains.”
“Leonard [Nimoy] was such a teacher for me. He was one of the most fully realized human beings I have ever known on every level - in his personal life with his personal relationships and his love for his wife and his evolution with his family. Then as an artist, as an actor, as a writer, as a poet, and as a photographer. He never stopped.”
“Leonard asks me if there's anything I need to know before he dies, I think about it for a minute, turn to him, say what's the meaning of life, Leonard? He laughs, says that's an easy one, my son, it's whatever you want it to be.”
Source: My Friend Leonard
“Leonard Aster thanked Fighting Prawn and the Mollusk tribe for their hospitality. “You mean,” said Fighting Prawn, “for not killing you?” “Yes,” said Leonard. “It was very gracious of you.” “Do you,” said Leonard, “I mean, does you tribe, shake hands?” “No,” said Fighting Prawn. “We kiss on the lips.” “Oh,” said Leonard, looking very alarmed.”
“Leonard Chess passed, and that was the end of the Chess label for that time.”