T Quotes
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“Then came October, full of merry glee.”
Source: Spenser's Faerie Queene
“Then came the choreography... the impact of music and choreography tends to really emphasize an overall feeling of what you really want out of the program.”
“Then came the churches, then came the schools, then came the lawyers, then came the rules.”
“Then came the deglutition of saliva, and the old lady instinctively wiped the stubble of her toothbrush moustache with her handkerchief.”
Source: Sodom and Gomorrah
“Then came the first hint of fog, all silver and gold, and then more and more, turning grey and blue. Fog like that was beautiful, and it was dangerous, for you could get lost in it easily.”
Source: The First Tale of the Tinners' Rabbits
“Then came the gadgeteer, otherwise known as the sporting-goods dealer. He has draped the American outdoorsman with an infinity of contraptions, all offered as aids to self-reliance, hardihood, woodcraft, or marksmanship, but too often functioning as substitutes for them. Gadgets fill the pockets, they dangle from neck and belt. The overflow fills the auto-trunk and also the trailer. Each item of outdoor equipment grows lighter and often better, but the aggregate poundage becomes tonnage.”
Source: A Sand County Almanac, and Sketches Here and There
“Then came the healing time, hearts started to shine, soul felt so fine, oh what a freeing time it was.”
Source: Elemental: The Power of Illuminated Love
“Then came the hostage crisis during which Carter did nothing to rattle the ayatollahs who hung tough until Ronald Reagan was inaugurated, when they suddenly backed down.”
“Then came the second Amsterdam discovery, although the principle was known elsewhere. Bank deposits...did not need to be left idly in the bank. They could be lent. The bank then got interest. The borrower then had a deposit that he could spend. But the original deposit still stood to the credit of the original depositor. That too could be spent. Money, spendable money, had been created. Let no one rub his or her eyes. It's still being done-every day. The creation of money by a bank is as simple as this, so simple, I've often said, that the mind is slightly repelled.”
“Then came the war, old sport. It was a great relief, and I tried very hard to die, but I seemed to bear an enchanted life.”
Source: (The Great Gatsby)
“Then Cardan comes in to view, a fond smile on his lips. When he speaks, he does so in a conspiratorial whisper. 'When I was a child, we would stage burials, like little plays. The mortals were dead, of course, or at least they were by the end.'
At that, I can finally speak. 'You're lying,' I say.
'Of course I'm lying,' he returns. 'This is your dream. Let me show you.' He presses a warm hand against my cheek. 'I love you, Jude. I've loved you for a long time. I will never stop loving you.”
Source: The Queen of Nothing
“Then, carefully, in the manner of a storyteller, he gave it the experience of his abduction, captivity and conversion. All that he had felt, he made it feel. He did what he had not known he could do. He overwhelmed it so that for a time it was, itself, both captive and convert.”
“Then Carol slipped her arm under her neck, and all the length of their bodies touched fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water. Why did people talk of heaven, she wondered”
Source: The Price of Salt
“Then Carrot said, "It's better to light a candle than curse the darkness, captain. That's what they say."
"What?" Vimes' sudden rage was like a thunderclap. "Who says that? When has that ever been true? It's never been true! It's the kind of thing people without power say to make it all seem less bloody awful, but it's just words, it never makes any difference -”
Source: Men at Arms
“Then Cassian screamed. I looked toward him. Away from my father.
Not twenty feet away, Cassian was on the ground. Wings- snapped in spots. Blood leaking from them.
Bone jutted from his thigh. His siphons were dull. Empty.
He'd already drained them before coming here. Was exhausted.
But he had come- for her. For us.
He was panting, blood dribbling from his nose. Arms buckling as he tried to rise.
The King of Hybern stood over him, and extended a hand.
Cassian arched off the ground, bellowing in pain. A bone cracked somewhere in his body.
'Stop.'
The King looked over a shoulder as Nesta stepped forward. Cassian mouthed for her to run, blood escaping from his lips and onto the moss beneath him.
Nesta took in his broken body, the pain in Cassian's eyes, and angled her head.
The movement was not human. Not Fae.
Purely animal.
Purely predator.
And when her eyes lifted to the king again... 'I am going to kill you.”
Source: A Court of Wings and Ruin
“Then Cato is forced at last to own that the subjection we are kept under by that arrogant sex, is the effect of violence and imposition? This he does to compliment his own sex, with attributing all our merit to them. A sorry compliment (...) Is not this calling all his own sex fools? For surely nothing can be a greater proof of folly in the Men than to use violence and imposition, and to take perpetual pains to support both, only to make us act with affectation (...) So that either all the Men are downright changelings, by Cato's own confession, or this mighty oracle himself is a driveler, and to be heeded by none but such.”
Source: Woman Not Inferior to Man
“Then certainly for a musician timing becomes something that is immediately accessible as a concept, because it's a necessity in ones everyday performance.”
“Then Chameroy spoke. 'You always put the blame on opium, but as I see it the case of Freneuse is much more complicated. Him, an invalid? No - a character from the tales of Hoffmann! Have you never taken the trouble to look at him carefully? That pallor of decay; the twitching of his bony hands, more Japanese than chrysanthemums; the arabesque profile; that vampiric emaciation - has all of that never given you cause to reflect? In spite of his supple body and his callow face Freneuse is a hundred thousand years old. That man has lived before, in ancient times under the reigns of Heliogabalus, Alexander IV and the last of the Valois. What am I saying? That man is Henri III himself. I have in my library an edition of Ronsard - a rare edition, bound in pigskin with metal trimmings - which contains a portrait of Henri engraved on vellum. One of these nights I will bring the volume here to show you, and you may judge for yourselves. Apart from the ruff, the doublet and the earrings, you would believe that you were looking at the Due de Freneuse. As far as I'm concerned, his presence here inevitably makes me ill - and so long as he is present, there is such an oppression, such a heaviness...”
Source: Monsieur de Phocas
“Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.”
“Then Childermass related to Mr Norrell what he had discovered about Drawlight: how he belonged to a certain breed of gentlemen, only to be met with in London, whose main occupation is the wearing of expensive and fashionable clothes; how they pass their lives in ostentatious idleness, gambling and drinking to excess and spending months at a time in Brighton and other fashionable watering places; how in recent years this breed seemed to have reached a sort of perfection in Christopher Drawlight. Even his dearest friends would have admitted that he possessed not a single good quality.”
Source: Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
“Then choose another bond. One written by yourself. Because it is what you do for strangers that counts in the end.”
Source: Froi of the Exiles
“Then Christ will say to us, 'Come you also! Come you drunkards! Come you weaklings! Come you depraved!' And he will say to us, 'Vile creatures, you in the image of the beast and you who bear his mark. All the same, you come too!' And the wise and prudent will say, 'Lord, why are you welcoming them? And he will say, 'O wise and prudent, I am welcoming them because not one of them has ever judged himself worthy. And he will stretch out his arms to us, and we shall fall at his feet, and burst into sobs, and then we shall understand everything, everything! Lord, your kingdom come!”
“Then Circled by the golden light of God's Presence and His promise, Paul and Sierra walked side by side along the trail that lead tward the campus and on tward their Future”
“Then clear on a flute of purest gold A sweet little fairy played. And wonderful fairy tales she told and marvelous music made.”
Source: Fairyland
“Then come and as we lay, beside this sleepy glade, there I will sing to you my Longfellow serenade.”
“Then come here," he said, a bit redundantly, as he had already pulled her with him into an armchair and curled her up in his arms. "Tell me what I can do to help you feel better."
Fire looked into his quiet eyes, touched his dear, familiar face, and considered the question. Well. I always like when you kiss me.
"Do you?"
You're good at it.
"Well," he said. "That's lucky, because I'll always be kissing you.”
Source: Fire
“Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.”
“Then come on up. DO everyone a favor and shut me up," he said. "Put down your money, pick up that ball, and let it fly, looker." "I'd rather not" People laughed. He flapped his arms and squawked like a chicken "Afraid you can't throw that far?" "I know I can" He lifted his hat in a small salute to my claim. Blond curls slipped out, then he plopped the hat back on and said, "I dare you.”
“Then come out," said the king, helping him, "knowing you'll never die of a fall unless the god himself drops you.”
“Then come the lights shining on you from above. You are a performer. You forget all you learned, the process of technique, the fear, the pain, you even forget who you are you become one with the music, the lights, indeed one with the dance.”
“Then come the wild weather, come sleet or come snow, we will stand by each other, however it blow.”
“Then come to realize that you're making mountains out of molehills. Realize how petty you've become. Sure, it may feel like you can't get a grip on this town. It may seem that every time someone offers you a hand up, they just let go and you slip further down. But you must stop being so pessimistic, Hannah, and learn to trust those around you. So I do. One more time.”
Source: Thirteen Reasons Why 10th Anniversary Edition
“Then comes the insight that All is God. One still realizes that the world is as it was, but it does not matter, it does not affect one's faith.”
“Then, coming to itself, the intellect recognizes its proper dignity - to be master of itself - and is able to see things as they truly are; for its eye, made blind by the devil through the tyranny of the passions, is opened. Then man is granted the grace to be buried spiritually with Christ, so that he is set free from the things of this world and no longer captivated by external beauty. He looks upon gold and silver and precious stones, and he knows that like other inanimate things such as wood and rock they are of the earth, and that man, too, is after death a bit of dust and mould in the tomb. Regarding all the delectations of this life as nothing, he looks upon their continual alteration with the judgment that comes from spiritual knowledge. Gladly he dies to the world, and the world becomes dead to him: he no longer has any violent feeling within him, but only calmness and detachment.”
“Then countries—your invention—maps
jigsawing the world into colored shapes
caged in bold lines to say: you’re here,
not there, you’re this, not that, to say:
yellow isn’t red, red isn’t black, black is
not white, to say: mine, not ours, to say
war, and believe life’s worth is relative.”
Source: How to Love a Country
“Then Dad had to yell at Pat because of his Game Boy. “I told you not to bring that thing!” Dad shouted. Dad is big and broad, kind of like a bear. And he has a booming voice.
It doesn’t do him much good. Pat and Nat never listen to him.
Pat walked along, eyes on his Game Boy, his fingers hammering the controls.
“Why are we hiking in the woods?” Dad asked him. “You could be home in your room doing that. Put it away, Pat, and check out the scenery.”
“I can’t, Dad,” Pat protested. “I can’t quit now. I’m on Level Six! I’ve never made it to Level Six before!”
Source: The Beast from the East
“Then Dad started going on about the complex geological formations in this part of the coast until Mum told him to shut up. But she was smiling when she said it. Lucy liked that.”
Source: Through the Tiger's Eye
“Then Darcy could think of absolutely nothing more to say. Mrs. Reynolds had withdrawn, having clearly ascertained that the master of the house needed nothing more from her.
She was mistaken, of course. But the age in which he could run and hide his face in her skirts had ended more than twenty years ago.”
Source: In Darcy's Hands: A Pride & Prejudice Variation
“Then darkness rolled up again, the dark essay that is primeval but not eternal, and yields to its own painful dawn.”
Source: Maurice
“Then Day reaches out and touches my hand with his. He encloses it in a handshake. And just like that, I am linked with him again, I feel the pulse of our bond and his- tory and love through our hands, like a wave of magic, the return of a long-lost friend. Of something meant to be. The feeling brings tears to my eyes. Perhaps we can take a step forward together. “Hi,” he says. “I’m Daniel.” “Hi,” I reply. “I’m June.”
Source: Champion: A Legend Novel
“Then Deborah stood at the wicket gate, the boundary, and there was a woman with outstretched hand, demanding tickets.
"Pass through," she said when Deborah reached her. "We saw you coming." The wicket gate became a turnstile. Deborah pushed against it and there was no resistance, she was through.
"What is it?" she asked. "Am I really here at last? Is this the bottom of the pool?"
"It could be," smiled the woman. "There are so many ways. You just happened to choose this one."
Other people were pressing to come through. They had no faces, they were only shadows. Deborah stood aside to let them by, and in a moment they had gone, all phantoms.
"Why only now, tonight?" asked Deborah. "Why not in the afternoon, when I came to the pool?"
"It's a trick," said the woman. "You seize on the moment in time. We were here this afternoon. We're always here. Our life goes on around you, but nobody knows it. The trick's easier by night, that's all."
"Am I dreaming, then?" asked Deborah.
"No," said the woman, "this isn't a dream. And it isn't death, either. It's the secret world."
The secret world... It was something Deborah had always known, and now the pattern was complete. The memory of it, and the relief, were so tremendous that something seemed to burst inside her heart.
"Of course..." she said, "of course..." and everything that had ever been fell into place. There was no disharmony. The joy was indescribable, and the surge of feeling, like wings about her in the air, lifted her away from the turnstile and the woman, and she had all knowledge. That was it - the invasion of knowledge. ("The Pool")”
Source: Echoes from the Macabre: Selected Stories
“Then Diana puts too many murders into [her stories]. She says most of the time she doesn’t know what to do with the people so she kills them off to get rid of them.”
Source: Anne of Green Gables
“Then die. We must all do that. But die, as they say, game.”
Source: Burr: A Novel
“Then do that again, over and over, until I'm pleased.”
Source: A Swim in a Pond in the Rain
“Then do you believe me when I say you are the most seductive, ravishing, bewitching damn woman I have ever seen?”
Source: Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Then do you mean that I have got to go on catching these damned two-and-a-half pounders at this corner forever and ever? The keeper nodded. Hell! said Mr. Castwell. Yes , said his keeper.”
“Then don't die." Yetu said... "Stay with me and we will make a new thing. What's behind us, it is done.”
Source: The Deep
“Then don’t give up. One day you’ll look around and realize that all the things you thought mattered so much, really didn’t matter much at all.- Gran”
Source: The Game Changer
“Then don't leave. Stay." Riden's mouth widens at his own exclamataion.”
Source: Daughter of the Pirate King
“Then don’t think. Let your heart take control for once.”
Source: Standing By