M Quotes
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“Mrs. Thatcher responded to our liberation of Grenada with the sounds of a somewhat hypersensitive Neville Chamberlain.”
“Mrs. Wiggs was a philosopher, and the sum and substance of her philosophy lay in keeping the dust off her rose-colored spectacles.”
Source: Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch
“Mrs. Zuppa was coming in from bingo just as I was leaving the building. "Looks like you're going to work," she said, leaning heavily on her cane. "What are you packin'?" "A thirty-eight." "I like a nine-millimeter myself." "A nine's good." "Easier to use a semiautomatic after you've had hip replacement and you walk with a cane," she said. One of those useful pieces of information to file away and resurrect when I turn eighty-three.”
Source: Four to Score
“MRSA, which is a kind of super bug mutant, is killing 10,000 people a year in Britain”
“Mrtvi su živi, a živi često mrtvi.”
Source: Indigo
“Ms. Buck, I feel like a corpse this morning. What do you advise?"
Belva raised an eyebrow. "You might try putting down the bottle one of these nights."
Lee was ready for this. "That might help long term, but I'm looking for something more immediate. As in, right now."
Belva sighed. "I'm not sure you deserve it, but I don't like seeing you in pain." She dipped into the cooler and pulled out a vial of a bright green liquid. Lee had only been joking, but she was drawn to the vial now, her mouth watering. She took it from Belva, uncapped it, and shot it back. The taste was of plants picked too young--- sweet, raw, and nearly fizzing with life.
She waited for something to happen.
Nothing.
Belva watched her intently, and Lee wondered at her curiosity. She'd probably given this hangover remedy thousands of times.
And then Lee felt it. The smell of wet dust and the hum of the fluorescents and the staleness inside of her receded. In its place, the smell of dewy grass and the silent spill of sunshine and the feeling of a new day beginning spread through her.
Like a phoenix, she was resurrected.”
Source: Strange Folk
“MS City of New York
The MS City of New York commanded by Captain George T. Sullivan, maintained a regular schedule between New York City and Cape Town, South Africa until the onset of World War II when on March 29, 1942 she was attacked off the coast of Cape Hatteras, North Carolina by the German submarine U-160 commanded by Kapitänleutnant Georg Lassen.”
“Ms. Connell sighs because wealth does not equate to good manners.”
Source: Speak No Evil
“MS doesn't define who I am.”
“Ms Dysson is here, sir.”
The Admiral stood to greet her. “Good evening, Ms Dysson. Admiral Burton.” Unrecognisable as Mr Brown in his full uniform and with the facial modifiers removed, the Admiral indicated a chair. “Let’s get right to it, shall we? You’ve been on my radar for some time now, so I think we can be frank with one another.”
Source: First into the Fray
“Ms. Fang is the nicest, sweetest teacher at Scary School. She only ate twelve kids last year.”
Source: Scary School
“Ms Gina: “One constant I’ve learned is no matter what, life always changes. The best way though is to accept the fact, and move to the next great thing.“ Dylan: “How do I know it’ll be great?” She gives me a wink. “It always is.”
Source: The Way We Touch
“Ms. Haas," I protested, "I do not wish to commemorate our failure with confectionery."
"Failure? I never fail. I just sometimes lack the impetus to pursue success as rigorously as I might.”
Source: The Affair of the Mysterious Letter
“Ms. Hamilton is talking to a policeman:
Asking about ghouls in a cemetery raiding graves, I said ‘I know that in real life that doesn’t happen,’ and he got the strangest look on his face. And he said, ‘People have teeth too.’ He had been called to cemeteries where people had raided graves and done pretty much what I was writing about, except not as thoroughly. That was the moment I realized that anything I’ll ever come up with on paper has already been done.
-- interview in Locus magazine, 2000”
“MS is not really a degenerative illness. It is not fatal, nor is it always progressive.”
“Ms. Kalvi gave Maanvizhi a conch and told her to place it upon her ear. She promised that Maanvizhi would now be able to imagine the ocean”
Source: The Postwoman and Other Stories
“Ms. Lane.”Barrons’ voice is deep, touched with that strange Old World accent and mildly pissed off. Jericho Barrons is often mildly pissed off. I think he crawled from the swamp that way, chafed either by some condition in it, out of it, or maybe just the general mass incompetence he encountered in both places. He’s the most controlled, capable man I’ve ever known.
After all we’ve been through together, he still calls me Ms. Lane, with one exception: When I’m in his bed. Or on the floor, or some other place where I’ve temporarily lost my mind and become convinced I can’t breathe without him inside me this very instant. Then the things he calls me are varied and nobody’s business but mine.
I reply: “Barrons,” without inflection. I’ve learned a few things in our time together. Distance is frequently the only intimacy he’ll tolerate. Suits me. I’ve got my own demons. Besides I don’t believe good relationships come from living inside each other’s pockets. I believe divorce comes from that.
I admire the animal grace with which he enters the room and moves toward me. He prefers dark colors, the better to slide in and out of the night, or a room, unnoticed except for whatever he’s left behind that you may or may not discover for some time, like, say a tattoo on the back of one’s skull.
“What are you doing?”
“Reading,” I say nonchalantly, rubbing the tattoo on the back of my skull. I angle the volume so he can’t see the cover. If he sees what I’m reading, he’ll know I’m looking for something. If he realizes how bad it’s gotten, and what I’m thinking about doing, he’ll try to stop me.
He circles behind me, looks over my shoulder at the thick vellum of the ancient manuscript. “In the first tongue?”
“Is that what it is?” I feign innocence.
He knows precisely which cells in my body are innocent and which are thoroughly corrupted. He’s responsible for most of the corrupted ones. One corner of his mouth ticks up and I see the glint of beast behind his eyes, a feral crimson backlight, bloodstaining the whites.
It turns me on. Barrons makes me feel violently, electrically sexual and alive. I’d march into hell beside him.
But I will not let him march into hell beside me. And there’s no doubt that’s where I’m going.
I thought I was strong, a heroine. I thought I was the victor. The enemy got inside my head and tried to seduce me with lies.
It’s easy to walk away from lies.
Power is another thing.
Temptation isn’t a sin that you triumph over once, completely and then you’re free. Temptation slips into bed with you each night and helps you say your prayers. It wakes you in the morning with a friendly cup of coffee, and knows exactly how you take it.
He skirts the Chesterfield sofa and stands over me. “Looking for something, Ms. Lane?”
I’m eye level with his belt but that’s not where my gaze gets stuck and suddenly my mouth is so dry I can hardly swallow and I know I’m going to want to. I’m Pri-ya for this man. I hate it. I love it. I can’t escape it.
I reach for his belt buckle. The manuscript slides from my lap, forgotten. Along with everything else but this moment, this man. “I just found it,” I tell him.”
Source: Burned
“Ms. Lorna was so proud. “Well Maddie, I think God’s Spirit
has given you a gift. Continue worshipin’ and he’ll give you the
rest. I encourage you to read the Psalms. David, a man after
God’s own heart, would turn the burdens of his soul into song.
He would cry out to the Lord and declare the truth of God’s
goodness. This was a form of worship to his King, but also a
source of encouragement for his soul. Give it a try and see if
this doesn’t help you find the peace you need in the moment
you’re strugglin’. One thing I’ve learned over the years is that
trustin’ God covers those times when we’re uncertain about
the outcome.”
Source: Revealed Truth: A Journey From Fear to Faith
“Ms. Loss…,’ said Simon. ‘Can I ask you—what you’re doing?’
‘Dean Penhallow has decided that she is not going to order fresh food supplies until all this delicious, nutritious soup has been consumed. So I am going to bury this soup in the woods,’ announced Catarina Loss.
‘Grab the other handle.”
Source: Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy
“Ms. Marvel: So I've gotta convince people to choose between an incumbent nobody likes and a fringe candidate working for a secret society of evildoers?
Mike: Welcome to democracy.”
Source: Damage per Second
“Ms. Pentecost told me once that it's a product of my claustrophobia. I told her I wasn't claustrophobic. I just didn't like being somewhere I couldn't get out of, and I think that's reasonable enough you don't need to invent a five-syllable word to cover it.”
Source: Murder Under Her Skin
“Ms Rainn, you might say, is a writing prodigy and I'm her mentor.”
Source: The Spirit of Imagination
“Ms Rowanberg’s with you? Good, so you got her out? How is she? ” He didn’t realise that his flurry of eager questions were a definite tell, but the Lieutenant pretended not to notice.
“Annoyed, sir.” The Lieutenant chuckled. “She was looking forward to taking out her anger on her captors, but I’m afraid we denied her that privilege. The five we got are not answering any calls now.”
“Good,” James spat, and under his breath he added, “F*cking bastards.” He thought no one heard him, and he didn’t see the Lieutenant struggling not to grin.
So he’s one of us after all, mused the Lieutenant.”
Source: First into the Fray
“Ms. Whitlock is lost in her own world as she continues babbling about poem interpretations and people who died too long ago.”
Source: Long Way Home
“Ms. Whitlock points at the clock over her desk.”
Source: Long Way Home
“Ms. Whitlock stands in front of her desk in her patented white button-down shirt, gray pencil skirt and dark-rimmed glasses.”
Source: Long Way Home
“Ms. Whitlock steps out and sizes me up, then Violet. "I'm only letting you in if you have a note, otherwise you can head to the office and hope they give you one.”
Source: Long Way Home
“Ms. It sounds like a sick bumblebee, it sounds frigid. I mean, who the hell would ever want to stick his hand up the dress of somebody who goes around calling herself something like Ms.? It's all so stupid.”
“Ms. Merkel is avoiding retirement issues. She simply doesn't want to do anything, although she knows that doing nothing means that real pensions will fall. That is preprogrammed old-age poverty. When it comes to wage fairness: It was Ms. Merkel herself who blocked the establishment of a right to return to a fulltime job after going part time for a period. Yet everyone keeps saying that our platform is identical to that of the conservatives. It's crazy.”
“Ms. Merkel's attempt to present herself as a Social Democrat was a clever move. But it's not working anymore. The divisions between the CDU and CSU have simply become too great for that.”
“Ms. Sophia was evil bananas.”
“MS. THOMPSON, it said in heavy block letters, PLEASE KEEP YOUR FELINE OFF MY PROPERTY. IF I SEE IT AGAIN, I WILL EAT IT.”
Source: The Mercy Thompson Collection
“Ms. Wormwood: Calvin, can you tell us what Lewis and Clark did? Calvin: No, but I can recite the secret superhero origin of each member of Captain Napalm's Thermonuclear League of Liberty. Ms. Wormwood: See me after class, Calvin. Calvin: [retrospectively] I'm not dumb. I just have a command of thoroughly useless information.”
“Msamaha ni afya.”
“Msamaha ni uamuzi wa makusudi wa kuachilia hisia za chuki au kisasi juu ya mtu au kikundi cha watu ambaye amekuumiza au ambacho kimekuumiza, bila kujali kama anastahili au kinastahili msamaha wako. Wataalamu wanaosoma au kufundisha msamaha huweka bayana ya kuwa, unaposamehe, hutakiwi kusitiri au kukana uzito wa kosa ulilofanyiwa. Msamaha haumaanishi kusahau wala haumaanishi kupuuza, au kujisingizia, makosa ambayo mtu amekufanyia au kikundi cha watu kimekufanyia. Ijapokuwa msamaha unaweza kusaidia kujenga uhusiano ulioharibika, haukulazimishi kupatana na mtu aliyekukosea au kumfanya asiwajibike kisheria kwa makosa aliyokufanyia. Badala yake, msamaha humletea yule anayesamehe amani ya moyo; na humpa uhuru kutokana na hasira aliyokuwa nayo, juu ya yule aliyemkosea.”
“Msamaha si jambo dogo. Watu wadogo, watu wenye uwezo mdogo wa kufikiri, hawawezi kupambana na changamoto za msamaha. Msamaha ni kwa ajili ya watu wenye macho kama ya tai wanaoweza kuona mbali ambao wako tayari kushindwa vita ili washinde vita. Hewa inaingia ndani ya mapafu na kutoka; chakula kinaingia ndani ya mwili na kutoka; mwanamasumbwi anapigana bila kugombana; injini ya gari haiwezi kusukuma gari mbele au nyuma bila kutoa hewa katika paipu ya ekzosi. Lakini kile kinachoingia moyoni mwako hakitoki! Maumivu yanapoingia ndani ya moyo yanapaswa kutoka nje kama yalivyoingia kwa sababu, yasipotoka yatatengeneza sumu ndani ya moyo wako na yatatengeneza sumu ndani ya roho yako pia. Sumu hiyo itahatarisha safari yako ya mbinguni na Mungu hatakusamehe tena. Badala ya yule aliyekukosea kuumia, utaumia wewe uliyekosewa. Yesu anaposema samehe saba mara sabini hatanii. Usiposamehe, hutasamehewa.”
“Msamaha si jambo rahisi. Tunapoumizwa, au watu wetu wa karibu wanapoumizwa, tendo la kusamehe linaweza kuwa gumu kuliko matendo yote. Lakini, tambua kwamba msamaha ni mchakato wa muda mrefu unaohitaji ujasiri mkubwa kuuanza hadi kuukamilisha, ongea na watu wanaoelewa maana ya msamaha ili wakuongoze katika mchakato huo. Vilevile, tambua kwamba hata wewe umewahi kufanya makosa na unahitaji msamaha, tambua kwamba suluhisho kamili linahitaji matendo kutoka kwa aliyekosea na kwa aliyekosewa. Wengine hupendwa kwa sababu wanastahili, lakini wengine wanastahili kwa sababu hupendwa. Mungu anatupenda kwa jinsi tulivyo hata kama tunajiona hatustahili. Hivyo, jithamini.”
“Msamaha si kwa ajili ya watu wenye mabawa ya kuku, ni kwa ajili ya watu wenye macho ya tai. Kua kuujua msamaha.”
“Mshukuru sana mtu anayekuchukia, kwani chuki yake hukufanya mpiganaji.”
“Msichana wa miaka 18 miaka ya 70 ni sawa na msichana wa miaka 8 leo. Msichana wa miaka 8 leo anayajua maisha kuliko msichana wa miaka 18 miaka ya 70. Tuwape watoto wetu haki yao ya msingi ya kuwa watoto katika siku za ujana wao, kabla hawajawa watoto tena watakapokuwa wakubwa.”
“MSM is unnatural and not good for India. It is a disease which has come to India from other countries where men have sex with men.”
“MSN became a quagmire, partly because of Microsoft's hubris.”
“MSNBC got some very good people. They've got a good-looking set. All They're first-class. Somewhere along the way, they kind of lost their identity as a news channel, and they started doing a lot of other sort of magazine-type programming.”
“MSNBC has abruptly ended their relationship with Keith Olbermann, and according to his contract he's not allowed back on television for at least six months. Or as industry experts call it, The Conan.”
“MSNBC host Lawrence O'Donnell is saying Donald Trump lied when he said he made $20 million a year off his 'Apprentice' series on NBC. NBC also denied Trump's claim, saying, 'We don't have $20 million. We're NBC.'”
“MSNBC will never be as liberal as Fox is conservative.”
“MSome stories aren’t written... they’re survived. And that’s what makes them worth telling.”
Source: Kaiser's Grand Adventure: A True Tale of Courage, Kindness, and Coming Home
“MT [Mother Teresa] was not a friend of the poor. She was a friend of poverty. She said that suffering was a gift from God. She spent her life opposing the only known cure for poverty, which is the empowerment of women and the emancipation of them from a livestock version of compulsory reproduction.”
“Mt. Everest of Earth is 8.8 km tall; Mt. Olympus of Mars is 22 km tall. Every time you see a giant, you must know that that giant might be just a dwarf somewhere else!”
“Mt. Sinai says, 'You must do. Mt. Calvary says, 'Because you couldn't, Jesus did.' Don't run to the wrong mountain for your hiding place”