O Quotes
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“Oh, measure it all out! Acceptable levels of misery and suffering!' The cane swung down, thumped hard on the ground. 'Acceptable? Who the fuck says any level is acceptable? What sort of mind thinks that?'
Karsa grinned, 'Why, a civilized one.'
'Indeed!' Shadowthrone turned to Cotillion. 'And you doubted this one!”
“Oh mein Sohn, es wird auch berichtet, dass Luqman (der Weise) seinem Sohn riet: "Oh Sohn, du möchtest doch nicht, dass der Hahn gescheiter ist als du. Er kräht zur Morgendämmerung und du schläfst weiter.”
“Oh, Mel, what am I going to do? Quit teaching? Travel? Get a doctorate? Commit suicide? Where did that thought come from?”
Source: A Manual for Cleaning Women: Selected Stories
“Oh, mention it! If I storm, you have the art of weeping."
"Mr. Rochester, I must leave you."
"For how long, Jane? For a few minutes, while you smooth your hair — which is somewhat dishevelled; and bathe your face — which looks feverish?"
"I must leave Adele and Thornfield. I must part with you for my whole life: I must begin a new existence among strange faces and strange scenes."
"Of course: I told you you should. I pass over the madness about parting from me. You mean you must become a part of me. As to the new existence, it is all right: you shall yet be my wife: I am not married. You shall be Mrs. Rochester — both virtually and nominally. I shall keep only to you so long as you and I live. You shall go to a place I have in the south of France: a whitewashed villa on the shores of the Mediterranean. There you shall live a happy, and guarded, and most innocent life. Never fear that I wish to lure you into error — to make you my mistress. Why did you shake your head? Jane, you must be reasonable, or in truth I shall again become frantic."
His voice and hand quivered: his large nostrils dilated; his eye blazed: still I dared to speak.
"Sir, your wife is living: that is a fact acknowledged this morning by yourself. If I lived with you as you desire, I should then be your mistress: to say otherwise is sophistical — is false."
"Jane, I am not a gentle-tempered man — you forget that: I am not long-enduring; I am not cool and dispassionate. Out of pity to me and yourself, put your finger on my pulse, feel how it throbs, and — beware!"
He bared his wrist, and offered it to me: the blood was forsaking his cheek and lips, they were growing livid; I was distressed on all hands. To agitate him thus deeply, by a resistance he so abhorred, was cruel: to yield was out of the question. I did what human beings do instinctively when they are driven to utter extremity — looked for aid to one higher than man: the words "God help me!" burst involuntarily from my lips.
"I am a fool!" cried Mr. Rochester suddenly. "I keep telling her I am not married, and do not explain to her why. I forget she knows nothing of the character of that woman, or of the circumstances attending my infernal union with her. Oh, I am certain Jane will agree with me in opinion, when she knows all that I know! Just put your hand in mine, Janet — that I may have the evidence of touch as well as sight, to prove you are near me — and I will in a few words show you the real state of the case. Can you listen to me?"
"Yes, sir; for hours if you will.”
Source: Jane Eyre
“Oh, mercy, there is nothing monstrously ugly about you. Ruth may be unpleasing, but you are merely plain. If anything, it's my beauty that's monstrous, for it sweeps away any other aspect of my character.”
“Oh, Mercédès, I have spoken your name with sighs of melancholy, with groans of pain and with the croak of despair. I have spoken it frozen with cold, huddled on the straw of my dungeon. I have spoken it raging with heat and rolling around on the stone floor of my prison. Mercédès, I must have my revenge, because for fourteen years I suffered, fourteen years I wept and cursed. Now, I say to you, Mercédès, I must have my revenge!”
“Oh, Mercédès, I have uttered your name with the sigh of melancholy, with the groan of sorrow, with the last effort of despair; I have uttered it when frozen with cold, crouched on the straw in my dungeon; I have uttered it, consumed with heat, rolling on the stone floor of my prison.”
Source: The Count of Monte Cristo
“Oh, mightiest wind,
wilt thou cease thy breathing in
and hold thy exhales?”
Source: Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year
“Oh Mike, keep doing it, just like that," Brent breathed, and his body shivered. Mike felt a hard, little knot form inside Brent, his finger poked it rhythmically. After the Storm”
Source: After the Storm
“Oh Mike, keep doing it, just like that," Brent breathed, and his body shivered. Mike felt a hard, little knot form inside Brent, his finger poked it rhythmically. bookcover:After the Storm|236299479] After the Storm”
Source: After the Storm
“Oh Mine! Mine, Mine!”
“Oh Mockingbird have you ever heard words that I’ve never heard”
“Oh Mom, it turns out my knight in shining armor was just some liar in tinfoil.”
Source: In My Arms
“Oh, Mom. She's so beautiful. She doesn't think she is, which is probably why she spends an hour doing her hair and makeup every day, even if she's just going to the grovery store. It doesn't make sense to me.”
“Oh. Momma told me not to tell you that your bed squeaks. But I think you know, 'cause I could hear it this morning. Jake dropped his fork. Tor, for the first time Jake had ever seen, turned scarlet. Maureen looked at them both and sighed. Christmas is always so interesting with you, Mark.”
Source: Bareback
“Oh, monsters are scared', said Lettie. 'And as for grown-ups...' She stopped talking, rubbed her freckled nose with a finger. Then, 'I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.'
...
We sat there, side by side, on the old wooden bench, not saying anything. I thought about adults. I wondered if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped in adult bodies, like children's books hidden in the middle of dull, long books. The kind with no pictures or conversations.”
Source: The Ocean at the End of the Lane
“Oh, Moon, upon me shine-
Give back his life, instead take mine.
Send back his heart, return his breath.
Please release him from his death.
Give back his eyes, bring back his voice.
I willingly have made this choice.
Hand back his plans, restore his mind,
I willingly grant you mine.
Oh, Moon, Oh, Stars, upon me glow-
Tell the river to let go.”
“Oh mortal man, is there anything you cannot be made to believe?”
Source: The Illuminati Manifesto
“Oh mortal man, is there anything you cannot be made to believe?. Of all the means I know to lead men, the most effectual is a concealed mystery.The hankering of the mind is irresistible.”
“Oh, Moss," she said. "How little faith you have in others."
"Do you blame me? I don't have much faith to go on these days, what with the world ending around us."
"You know, sometimes it does feel like we're in one of those trendy dystopian novels," she admitted. "Except a lot less white.”
Source: Anger Is a Gift
“Oh Mother, Mother make my bed
Make it soft and narrow
My William died for love of me,
And I shall die of sorrow
They buried her in the old churchyard.
Sweet William's grave was nigh hers
And from his grave grew a red, red rose
And from her grave a brier.
They grew and grew up the old church spire
Until they could grow no higher
And there they twined, in a true love knot,
The red, red rose and the brier.”
“oh mothers you will have made the little tykes
so happy because if nobody does pick them up in the movies
they won't know the difference
and if somebody does it'll be sheer gravy”
Source: The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
“Oh, Mr. Cuthbert," she whispered, that place we came through--that white place--what was it?"
"Well now, you must mean the Avenue," said Matthew after a few moments' profound reflection. "It is a kind of pretty place."
"Pretty? Oh, PRETTY doesn't seem the right word to use. Nor beautiful, either. They don't go far enough. Oh, it was wonderful--wonderful. It's the first thing I ever saw that couldn't be improved upon by imagination. It just satisfies me here"--she put one hand on her breast--"it made a queer funny ache and yet it was a pleasant ache. Did you ever have an ache like that, Mr. Cuthbert?"
"Well now, I just can't recollect that I ever had."
"I have it lots of time--whenever I see anything royally beautiful. But they shouldn't call that lovely place the Avenue. There is no meaning in a name like that. They should call it--let me see--the White Way of Delight. Isn't that a nice imaginative name?”
Source: Anne of Green Gables
“Oh, Mr Pillbug, I think I'll probably never forget you, maybe.
I eat him, of course. As usual, it's repulsive.”
Source: So I'm a Spider, So What?, Vol. 1
“Oh Mrs. Churchill, do come over. Someone has killed father." - Lizzie Borden, August 4, 1892”
“Oh, My Baby Girl, you’ll pay for your teasing... And you will enjoy it.” ~ Lachlan Steele”
Source: Tempt My Desires: Lachlan & Haley Part I
“Oh my brethren, Bold hearted men are always called mean-spirited by cowards!”
“oh, my child! bless me with the hope that I have not utterly destroyed you.”
Source: Mathilda: A Gothic fiction of Forbidden Desires and Tragic Isolation
“Oh, my child, can you not see? You must let go of yourself. For if a seed wishes to live, it must sacrifice itself and grow outward, not inward.”
Source: Rip Van Winkle and the Pumpkin Lantern
“Oh, my childhood! I had feelings.”
“Oh my darling Annaleigh, remember when you let the turtles go? Some things can't be kept." He cupped my cheek, and my tears trickled down his fingers. "Be brave. Be strong. You'll always have my whole heart.”
Source: House of Salt and Sorrows
“Oh my darling one, how long you wander from me, how weary I grow of waiting and looking, and calling for you; sometimes I shut my eyes, and shut my heart towards you, and try hard to forget you because you grieve me so, but you'll never go away, oh you never will.”
Source: Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
“Oh, my darling, why is it that love makes me hate the world? It's supposed to have quite the opposite effect. I feel as though all mankind, and God, too, were in a conspiracy against us.”
Source: Brideshead Revisited
“Oh, my darling you are not dumb," her father answered. "You're like Charles Wallace. Your development has to go at its own pace. It just doesn't happen to be the usual pace.”
Source: A Wrinkle in Time
“Oh my darlings,
they tell you you’re born with a precious pearl.
Truth is,
it’s a disaster to be a girl.”
Source: Norma Jeane Baker of Troy
“Oh, my dear Apicata, how you have changed since we last met!"
Apicata didn't respond, or if she did we couldn't hear her.
"Apicata has been studying philosophy," Aelia said, trying to be conversational. "Apicata, recite for us some Plato, will you?"
I could hear a waver in her voice, although it was slight. I wondered if Apicius could hear it too.
"Yes, Mother." She was as obedient as you would ever hope a well-educated Roman child to be.
She cleared her throat and her voice rang out in a loud, clear tone. "From his Republic: 'The man who finds that in the course of his life he has done a lot of wrong often wakes up at night in terror, like a child with a nightmare, and his life is full of foreboding; but the man who is conscious of no wrongdoing is filled with cheerfulness and with the comfort of old age."
Oh, I could not have had more pride than I did then. Our little bird had spread her wings and let her voice take flight. I wished I could see the look on Sejanus's face.
There was silence, then a brief flurry of applause. "Lovely, my dear!" Aelia crowed, clearly pleased with her daughter's choice of words. "Oh, Sejanus, I'm sure you would be even more delighted by her poetry.”
Source: Feast of Sorrow
“Oh my dear, dear Stephen, how can I ever repay you for such unselfishness? But the happiness you hoped to win for me will never be mine.”
Source: I Capture The Castle
“Oh, my dear, love isn't always the coup de foudre--the lightning strike. Sometimes it happens quietly, so quietly you may not even notice.”
Source: Convenient Proposal to the Lady
“Oh, my dear, love isn't always the coup de foudre--the lightning strike. Sometimes it happens quietly, so quitely you may not even notice.”
Source: Convenient Proposal to the Lady
“Oh my dear, you can break my heart, tear my soul, but you will never be able to take my sweet memories and dreams away. Those are the truest assets of my life.”
“Oh my dear, idealists are the cruelest monsters of them all.”
Source: Assassination Vacation
“Oh, my dears, what do you think? You'll never guess. A woman's been here asking me for her husband. Her what?" (Helen was fond of supplying her own surprise.) "Yes, for her husband, and it really is so.”
Source: Howards End
“Oh my! Did you see him?' Exie stops abruptly and turns to watch a man who smiles at her. ' Ooh yeah, he is fine.'
'You're not going to stop to talk to him?'
'Why ruin what we have by getting to know him?' She said with a wink.”
Source: The Devil's Eyes
“Oh, my. Empress."
His words pulled her from her thoughts. His gaze was locked upon her, taking in the beautiful silk lingerie, the delicate fabric that clung to her curves, hinting temptingly at what it hid. He reminded her of a wolf- hungry and eager to snare its prey- and her breath caught as his eyes met hers, desire rife within them.”
Source: Nine Rules to Break When Romancing a Rake
“Oh my eye Betty Martin! Aren't I glad it isn't me that's going to school! It looks just like a prison.”
“Oh, my family member needs money. Let me lend it to them. He’ll pay me back. Oh, I’ve never heard from my family member again, and now they tell anyone that’ll listen that I’m a piece of stuff because they owe me money.”
Source: sciVive
“Oh, my father, such a difficult man.
His world turned on his axis.
From "The Father Tamer" in BREATHE IN”
“Oh! My friend! My cup of poison!
Now I don’t remember world anymore as you are my world!
Then I will become unconscious as the first drop of poison,
Will be kissing my mind,
Oh! Now I can sing songs of Happiness,
My heart is getting stabbed with arrows!
Now I am hopeless without desire,
And now I have no remembrance of past pain,
Oh friend! You are not poison,
You are God’s nectar for me!
Now my heart will stop beating,
SO know more pain,
Now I shall leave!
But the illusion of nature,
My lover suddenly comes in front of me crying,
But I have decided that I shall become one with earth!
The world will not stop if I die!
NO one really loved me in reality,
It was illusion that contains possession,
Now my heart is tired and my soul is at peace,
No more cries, I leave body breathless,
It is a bitter truth that,
Man comes crying goes crying!”
Source: Love Forever
“Oh! my friend, never seek to corrupt the person whom you love, it can go further than you think...”
Source: Gothic Tales of the Marquis de Sade
“Oh my friend, all that you see of me is a shell, the rest belongs to love.”