O Quotes
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“Oh, poor human! You have so many dreams, but so short period of time! You are living in the ocean of desires, but dying in the deserts of limited time! Oh, poor human!”
“Oh precious heart, you think you're lost, look down look down and find your feet. The next step is the path you're on”
“Oh press - must you spread hate? Can't you just stick to being wrong?”
“Oh, Prince Rui, what is this? Why do you look so fragile?” Prince Zhong stood at the gates of the palace, and called out to Prince Rui. He bowed to Prince Rui with a smile. “When one gets old, you have to take care, and not get old ahead of your time.”
“Thank you, Prince Zhong, for your reminder. This prince is a few years younger than you, and does not have much experience.”
Source: 如珠似玉 Like Pearl and Jade
“Oh! quand j'aurais une langue de fer,
Toujours parlant jene pourrais suffire,
Mon cher lecteur, à te nombrer et dire
Combien de saints on rencontre en enfer.”
Source: La Pucelle; Or, the Maid of Orléans: A Poem, in XXI Cantos. Volume 1 of 2.
“Oh, quantos espetáculos perdi,
quantas vezes o pano ergueu-se
e caiu sem mim. Quantos de meus amigos
nunca encontrei uma só vez em toda a minha vida, (...)”
Source: Antologia Poética
“Oh que ça m’énerve, ça! Bien sûr, c’est plus facile de se dire qu’on est nul et ne rien faire! Bien sûr! C’est une fatalité! C’est si simple de penser qu’on est maudit! Alors quoi? Quels sont tes projects maintenant?”
Source: 95 Pounds of Hope
“Oh r-really? Do t-tell?” I quirked an eyebrow back at him.
“Well, usually it’s best to take your shoes and socks off before you step in the stream, better balance on an uneven surface. Also, you avoid that unpleasant squelchy feeling when you wear the shoes again later.” He paused, smirking. “Also, if
I was going to paddle barefoot upstream in Yorkshire, I’d wait until at least May before I tried it. But you go ahead, love. You’re clearly a Spartan lass.”
Source: I Belong to the Earth
“Oh r-really? Do t-tell?” I quirked an eyebrow back at him.
“Well, usually it’s best to take your shoes and socks off before you step in the stream, better balance on an uneven surface. Also, you avoid that unpleasant squelchy feeling when you wear the shoes againlater.” He paused, smirking. “Also, if
I was going to paddle barefoot “I was going to paddle barefoot upstream in Yorkshire, I’d wait until at least May before I tried it. But you go ahead, love. You’re clearly a Spartan lass.”
Source: I Belong to the Earth
“Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!”
“Oh, readers. If only you knew what we've gone through for you.”
“Oh, really? Do you wake up heaving from bloody dreams that
promise destruction like some crazy street guy forecasting the
Apocalypse? Did you slam a door in your dad’s face hours before he died?
Does everyone, cops included, think you’re a pestering loon ’cause
‘accident’ doesn’t sit right with you, nor the many other freakouts, like
the car that keeps showing up on your street, with someone sitting in it,
doing like, nothing? No? Oh no? Didn’t think so. Life sucks for everyone.
Jump or deal with it.”
Source: Kings & Queens
“Oh really?” Megan said while waggling her eyebrows. “What skills are we talking about and which room are they useful in?” Ella rolled her eyes at her little sister. “Megan, you just single handedly set the women’s movement back twenty years.” “Oh, Ella, on the contrary. The women’s movement involves many theories of women taking back their sexual prowess in the bedroom as a way to challenge the dominant alpha male in the relationship. Seeing women as sexual equals is a very relevant and useful tool for the advancement of the equality for women in all realms of society.”
Source: Never Far Away
“Oh relax." I waved my hand dismissively. "If he wanted to kill me, he already would have. I brought him all these sharp pencils, ideal for stabbing, and he's been a perfect gentleman.”
“Oh, right. I doubt this place has any delicious, fattening fast-food places, and maybe the Imperium doesn’t either. Yup, no McDonald’s, no Burger King, no Gino’s Pizza… Dear God, have I made a mistake coming here? I may be of small stature, but make no mistake: I am a glutton. On the other hand – possible franchise opportunity.”
Source: Girl of Myth and Legend
“Oh, right, I keep forgetting, for lots and lots of people in the world, the notion of “falling in love” has (of all things) sexual connotations. No, that’s not what I think is happening. For me, what falling in love means is different. It’s a matter of suddenly, globally, “knowing” that another person represents your only access to some vitally
transmissible truth
or radiantly heightened
mode of perception,
and that if you lose the thread of this intimacy, both your soul and your whole world might subsist forever in some desert-like state of ontological impoverishment.”
Source: A Dialogue on Love
“Oh, right. She doesn’t know your secret identity.” Andy unzipped his sweatshirt and tossed it on a chair. “So, Meg Ryan just sent Tom Hanks a book but…”
“No, Meg Ryan just sent NY152 a book, which was then overnighted to Tom Hanks, who lives above Meg Ryan and knows she’s Shopgirl, while she has no idea he’s NY152.”
“I’m a little disturbed you know that movie so well.”
“It was actually a remake of a 1937 play called Parfumerie by Miklós László.” Paul blew out a breath. “And it’s really not as fun as they made it sound.”
“But hey, at least you can say you’ve got mail,” Andy said, chuckling.”
Source: The Pepper in the Gumbo
“Oh right, so this is like a thing now”
“Oh right. That's all I ever hear. 'Look our for Alice.' 'Don't anger Alice.' 'Help Alice.' Alice, Alice, Alice. Do you know what it's like to find your sister on the bathroom floor with a blade pressed to her skin? Do you know what that does to a person?”
“Oh righteous doom, that they who make Pleasure their only end, Ordering the whole life for its sake, Miss that whereto they tend. While they who bid stern duty lead, Content to follow, they, Of duty only taking heed, Find pleasure by the way.”
“Oh, Rob, ye're alive!" Elspeth put both arms around his neck and hugged him close. "I was afeard ye were gone, but ye're alive!"
"Aye, lass," he said with a sinful grin. "Completely alive."
She was suddenly aware of the hardness of his groin against her belly and pulled back away from him.”
Source: Sins of the Highlander
“Oh... Rohan," Kate purred after a dazzled silence.
He dragged his glazed eyes open and looked at her glowing face by the flickering illumination from the distant fireplace. He reassured her of his affections with a dazed smile and a gentle kiss. A breathless laugh escaped her while his lips still lingered over hers.
When he looked at her again in question, she bit her lower lip, as though to keep herself from saying something she feared might sound silly.
"What is it?" he teased barely audibly, cuddling her nose against his own, while his long hair hung down and veiled the private space where they stared into each other's eyes. He never wanted this moment to end.”
Source: My Dangerous Duke
“Oh Rome! My country! City of the soul!”
“Oh roses for the flush of youth, And laurel for the perfect prime; But pluck an ivy branch for me Grown old before my time.”
“Oh, Roz" -- Lauren gave a deep shudder -- "heterosexual sex sounds excruciatingly dull.”
Source: Rosaline Palmer Takes the Cake
“Oh,” Saffron thought, horrified and fascinated in equal measure. “This is how villains are born.”
Source: Silvercloak
“Oh,' said a very white body as it threw a wrist watch to the ground which broke without attracting anyone's attention, 'Oh, how can anyone not love poetry, natural machines, large white houses, the brilliance of steel, crimes and wild passions?”
“Oh,” said Hazel, “they reacted just about the way the grownups did. They just looked at it and didn’t say anything, just moved on to see what the next thing was.”
“What was the next thing?”
“It was an iron chair a man had been roasted alive in,” said Crosby. “He was roasted for murdering his son.”
“Only, after they roasted him,” Hazel recalled blandly, “they found out he hadn’t murdered his son after all.”
Source: Cat’s Cradle
“Oh," said her husband, sounding deeply pleased at something he'd read in his letter.
"What?" Bridget sat up, inadvertently spilling several drops of honey on her breast.
Sadly, she succumbed to her husband's fondness for nudity soon after their marriage.
Valentine glanced up, but his gaze was immediately drawn to the honey slowly dripping down her breast.
"Val..." Bridget moved to scoop the honey up with her finger.
His hand darted out, catching hers.
"Oh, don't," he breathed, leaning over her, forcing her flat on her back.
He bent, closing his azure eyes, and licked her breast almost reverently.
She shuddered.
"It's the middle of the day," she whispered.
His eyes opened, wicked and amused. "I know. Your favorite."
She smiled up at him, threading her fingers through his golden hair. "I love you."
"And I love you," he murmured against her lips, before taking her mouth hard and possessively.
Their letters fell to the floor, abandoned, but Bridget didn't care at all.
She was with her true love and the world outside could wait.”
Source: Duke of Sin
“Oh!" said Moominmamma with a start, "I believe those were mice disappearing into the cellar. Sniff, run down with a little milk for them." Then she caught sight of the suitcase which stood by the steps. "Luggage too," thought Moominmamma. "Dear me -- then they've come to stay." And she went off to look for Moominpappa to ask him to put up two more beds -- very, very small ones.”
Source: Finn Family Moomintroll
“Oh," Sally brightened proud of herself for deciphering his sign language, "you're telling me not to leave my room."
Costin nodded his big wolf head again. His eyes had begun glowing back in the party and even now they continued to emit an eerie shade of green.
Sally's inner Jen had been triggered as soon as she got the words out. So naturally she did what her inner Jen told her to. She stepped forward putting one toe outside her door. Costin growled, so she stepped back. Watching him coyly she put her other toe outside her door and he growled again. She was inwardly scolding herself for taunting him and allowing her inner Jen to control her actions, but she had discovered long ago that sometimes inner Jen is just more fun.
When Sally stuck her foot out for the third time, she giggled when Costin snapped at her. She could tell that he was playing by the way his tail wagged and his eyes lightened, but had not stopped glowing all together.”
“Oh salty sea, how much of your salt Is tears from Portugal?”
“Oh Satan you're a wily one.”
“Oh say, can you see, it's really such a mess. Every inch of earth is a fighting nest. Giant pencial and lipstick tube shaped things, continue to rain and cause scream and pain, and the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red.”
“Oh scattered band, once my playmates, you few
Who were amidst the gardens here and there in the city,
How hesitantly we located one another, took fancies and
Like the tapestry lamb whose mute words are on a scroll,
Spoke through silence. Our little joys were
Never communicated, - Whose indeed were they?
And among all the passers-by, those hurriers, how it all
Evanesced quite away, weighed down by the torment of the endless year.
Past us were drawn the carriages, wholly indifferent,
Round us the houses stood strong but not real, - and none
Of these were aware of us. What was truly real in it all?
Nothing. Only the balls we tossed, their magnificent arcs,
But certainly not the children. ... Though sometimes one would step
- Alas, one who would soon be lost, - beneath a falling ball.”
Source: Sonnets to Orpheus
“Oh, se c'è una cosa che impari alla scuola di cucina" rispose lei con un'alzata di spalle, "è che le croste bruciate e le basi troppo umide capitano anche ai migliori. Rimboccati le maniche e fai un altro dolce, dico io. Non ha senso lamentarsi di qualcosa a cui non c'è rimedio!”
Source: The Ickabog
“Oh see, first off you gotta realize - everything for me is a reconstruction or deconstruction. I would actually say deconstruction. Mission: Impossible would be the exception. That would be a reconstruction- deconstruction.”
“Oh, seeker of beauty, do not lament the thinning veil atop your dome of thought! For each strand that departs is not a loss, but a clearing – an invitation for the Beloved's direct sunlight to warm the sacred scroll of your scalp, unveiling the true wisdom beneath. Or, perhaps, simply an excellent excuse for a truly magnificent turban.”
“Oh, seeker of beauty, do not lament the thinning veil atop your dome of thought! For each strand that departs is not a loss, but a clearing – an invitation for the God's direct sunlight to warm the sacred scroll of your scalp, unveiling the true wisdom beneath. Or, perhaps, simply an excellent excuse for a truly magnificent turban.”
“Oh, seeker, the Beloved's light shines equally upon all souls, a divine radiance that knows no gender, no earthly construct! But if you truly wish to touch the infinite, first ensure your sisters are paid what they are worth, and for the love of all that is sacred, stop interrupting them in meetings.”
“Oh, seeker, the divine's light shines equally upon all souls, a divine radiance that knows no gender, no earthly construct! But if you truly wish to touch the infinite, first ensure your sisters are paid what they are worth, and for the love of all that is sacred, stop interrupting them in meetings.”
“Oh, seeker, the God's light shines equally upon all souls, a divine radiance that knows no gender, no earthly construct! But if you truly wish to touch the infinite, first ensure your sisters are paid what they are worth, and for the love of all that is sacred, stop interrupting them in meetings.”
“Oh seize the instant time; you never will
With water once passed by impel the mill.”
Source: Poems: Collected and Arranged Anew
“Oh, send thine angels to his blessed side / And bid them there abide. It sounds like a request for reinforcements."
Isabel liked the metaphor. We all needed reinforcements, she thought. We wanted others to think the way we did, to protest the values we held dear, to keep at bay the things we thought needed to be kept at bay. If imaginary beings could help to keep our courage up, then there was no harm in that.”
Source: The Geometry of Holding Hands
“Oh Senor" said the niece. "Your grace should send them to be burned (books), just like all the rest, because it's very likely that my dear uncle, having been cured of the chivalric disease, will read these and want to become a shepherd and wander through the woods and meadows singing and playing and, what would be even worse, become a poet, and that, they say, is an incurable and contagious disease.”
“Oh senseless man, who cannot possibly make a worm or a flea and yet will create Gods by the dozen!”
“Oh, September. My best girl. I shall tell you an awful, wonderful, unhappy, joyful secret: It is like that for everyone. One day you wake up and you are grown. And on the inside, you are no older than the last time you thought Wouldn't it be lovely to be all Grown-Up right this second?”
Source: The Boy Who Lost Fairyland
“Oh sharp diamond, my mother!
I could not count the cost
of all your faces, your moods
that present that I lost.
Sweet girl, my deathbed,
my jewel-fingered lady...”
“Oh, she’d let justice take its course…
Because justice, as everyone knew, was a woman.”
Source: Dancing With Danger
“oh.
she heard it
too-no waters
coursing, canyon
empty, sun
soundless-
and the beast
your life
nowhere
hiding (p. 103)”
Source: The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death