Bastard Quotes

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If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.
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Terry Pratchett (Lords and Ladies (Discworld, #14; Witches, #4))
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Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie. (Jace Wayland)
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Cassandra Clare (City of Bones (The Mortal Instruments, #1))
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Don't let the bastards grind you down.
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Margaret Atwood (The Handmaid’s Tale (The Handmaid's Tale, #1))
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Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Don't let the bastards grind you down.
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Margaret Atwood (The Handmaid’s Tale (The Handmaid's Tale, #1))
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And I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things.
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George R.R. Martin (A Game of Thrones (A Song of Ice and Fire, #1))
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I just can’t believe that life would give us to each other,’ he said, β€˜and then take it back.’ β€˜I can,’ she said. β€˜Life’s a bastard.
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Rainbow Rowell (Eleanor & Park)
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Book collecting is an obsession, an occupation, a disease, an addiction, a fascination, an absurdity, a fate. It is not a hobby. Those who do it must do it. Those who do not do it, think of it as a cousin of stamp collecting, a sister of the trophy cabinet, bastard of a sound bank account and a weak mind.
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Jeanette Winterson
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Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should've gotten more.' 'Seventeen,' Gus corrected. 'I'm assuming you've got some time, you interupting bastard. 'I'm telling you,' Isaac continued, 'Augustus Waters talked so much that he'd interupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness. 'But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.' I was kind of crying by then.
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John Green (The Fault in Our Stars)
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If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards!
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Terry Pratchett (The Color of Magic (Discworld, #1; Rincewind, #1))
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great writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world so that bastards like me can keep creating art, become immortal. if you read this after I am dead it means I made it.
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Charles Bukowski (The People Look Like Flowers at Last)
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It was because she was listening so closely that she knew the exact moment when Kaz Brekker, Dirtyhands, the bastard of the Barrel and deadliest boy in Ketterdam, fainted.
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Leigh Bardugo (Six of Crows (Six of Crows, #1))
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Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
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Margaret Atwood (The Handmaid’s Tale (The Handmaid's Tale, #1))
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The Court of Dreams. The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard- born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares...And the huntress with an artist's soul.
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Sarah J. Maas (A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2))
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What is your name?" she murmured. He cocked an eyebrow at her and then went back to staring at his brother. "I'm the evil one, in case you haven't figured it out." "I wanted your name, not your calling." "Being a bastard's more of a compulsion, really. And it's Zsadist. I am Zsadist.
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J.R. Ward (Lover Eternal (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #2))
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Things come apart so easily when they have been held together with lies.
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Dorothy Allison (Bastard Out of Carolina)
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Lissa and I had been friends ever since kindergarten, when our teacher had paired us up together for writing lessons. Forcing five-year-olds to spell Vasilisa Dragomir and Rosemarie Hathaway was beyond cruel, and we’dβ€”or rather, I’dβ€”responded appropriately. I’d chucked my book at out teacher and called her a fascist bastard. I hadn’t known what those words meant, but I’d known how to hit a moving target. Lissa and I had been inseparable ever since.
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Richelle Mead (Vampire Academy (Vampire Academy, #1))
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There’s no freedom quite like the freedom of being constantly underestimated.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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Love is a heartless bastard
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Tahereh Mafi (Destroy Me (Shatter Me, #1.5))
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And I've fallen. So hard. I've hit the ground. Gone right through it. Never in my life have I felt this. Nothing like this. I've felt shame and cowardice, weakness and strength. I've known terror and indifference, self-hate and general disgust. I've seen things that cannot be unseen. And yet I've known nothing like this terrible, horrible, paralyzing feeling. I feel crippled. Desperate and out of control. And it keeps getting worse. Every day I feel sick. Empty and somehow aching. Love is a heartless bastard.
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Tahereh Mafi (Destroy Me (Shatter Me, #1.5))
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It’s your duty as my best friend to be outraged with me.” β€œI’m outraged!” I snarled. β€œThat bastard!” β€œThank you,” Andrea said.
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Ilona Andrews (Magic Slays (Kate Daniels, #5))
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It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard.
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Dorothy Parker (You Might As Well Live: The Life and Times of Dorothy Parker)
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Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.
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Hunter S. Thompson (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas)
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Someday, Locke Lamora,” he said, β€œsomeday, you’re going to fuck up so magnificently, so ambitiously, so overwhelmingly that the sky will light up and the moons will spin and the gods themselves will shit comets with glee. And I just hope I’m still around to see it.” β€œOh please,” said Locke. β€œIt’ll never happen.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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He knew he was being overbearing as hell, but he couldn't help it. He was a bonded male. With his pregnant female. There were few things on the planet more aggressive or dangerous. And those bastards were called hurricanes and tornadoes.
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J.R. Ward (Lover Awakened (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #3))
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He locked you up because he knewβ€”the bastard knew what a treasure you are. That you are worth more than land or gold or jewels. He knew, and wanted to keep you all to himself.” The words hit me, even as they soothed some jagged piece in my soul. β€œHe didβ€”does love me, Rhysand.” β€œThe issue isn’t whether he loved you, it’s how much. Too much. Love can be a poison.” And then he was gone.
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Sarah J. Maas (A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2))
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Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited against you this morning." "Thank you." I said primly. Then, I considered. "Can vipers be rabid?" "I don't see why not. Everything can be. I think. Canadian geese might be worse than vipers, though." "Canadian geese are deadlier than vipers?" "You ever try to feed those little bastards? They're vicious. You get thrown to vipers, you die quickly. But the geese? That'll go on for days. More suffering." "Wow. I don't know whether I should be impressed or frightened that you've thought about all of this.
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Richelle Mead (Frostbite (Vampire Academy, #2))
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Cupid, you worthless bastard, I summon you to human form! (Julian) Gee, I can't imagine why he wouldn't respond to that. (Grace)
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Sherrilyn Kenyon (Fantasy Lover (Hunter Legends, #1))
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We were all monsters and bastards, and we were all beautiful.
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Rachel Hartman
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Love is by definition an unmerited gift; being loved without meriting it is the very proof of real love. If a woman tells me: I love you because you're intelligent, because you're decent, because you buy me gifts, because you don't chase women, because you do the dishes, then I'm disappointed; such love seems a rather self-interested business. How much finer it is to hear: I'm crazy about you even though you're neither intelligent nor decent, even though you're a liar, an egotist, a bastard.
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Milan Kundera (Slowness)
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I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.
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Frida Kahlo
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No dumb bastard ever won a war by going out and dying for his country. He won it by making some other dumb bastard die for his country.
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George S. Patton Jr.
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By four o'clock, I've discounted suicide in favor of killing everyone else in the entire world instead.
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Warren Ellis (Transmetropolitan, Vol. 3: Year of the Bastard)
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Let me guess. A certain unkempt bastard with a panty-dropping smile?
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Michelle Hodkin (The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer (Mara Dyer, #1))
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I'm Draco Malfoy, I'm Draco, I'm on your side!" Draco was on the upper landing, pleading with another masked Death Eater. Harry Stunned the Death Eater as they passed: Malfoy looked around, beaming, for his savior, and Ron punched him from under the cloak. Malfoy fell backward on top of the Death Eater, his mouth bleeding, utterly bemused. "And that's the second time we've saved your life tonight, you two-faced bastard!" Ron yelled.
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J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Harry Potter, #7))
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Did you ever want to set someone's head on fire, just to see what it looked like? Did you ever stand in the street and think to yourself, I could make that nun go blind just by giving her a kiss? Did you ever lay out plans for stitching babies and stray cats into a Perfect New Human? Did you ever stand naked surrounded by people who want your gleaming sperm, squirting frankincense, soma and testosterone from every pore? If so, then you're the bastard who stole my drugs Friday night. And I'll find you. Oh, yes.
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Warren Ellis (Transmetropolitan, Vol. 5: Lonely City)
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Aglionby Academy was the number one reason Blue had developed her two rules: One, stay away from boys because they were trouble. And two, stay away from Aglionby boys, because they were bastards.
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Maggie Stiefvater (The Raven Boys (The Raven Cycle, #1))
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According to the thesaurus... and according to me... there are over thirty different meanings and substitutions for the word mean. (I quickly yell the following words; the entire class flinches- including Will) Jackass, jerk, cruel, dickhead, unkind, harsh, wicked, hateful, heartless, vicious, virulent, unrelenting, tyrannical, malevolent, atrocious, bastard, barbarous, bitter, brutal, callous, degenerate, brutish, depraved, evil, fierce, hard, implacable, rancorous, pernicious, inhumane, monstrous, merciless, inexorable. And my personal favoriteβ€”asshole.
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Colleen Hoover (Slammed (Slammed, #1))
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Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love and dared to imagine a new way of livingβ€”one without massacres and torn throats and bonfires of the fallen, without revenants or bastard armies or children ripped from their mothers’ arms to take their turn in the killing and dying. Once, the lovers lay entwined in the moon’s secret temple and dreamed of a world that was a like a jewel-box without a jewelβ€”a paradise waiting for them to find it and fill it with their happiness. This was not that world.
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Laini Taylor (Days of Blood & Starlight (Daughter of Smoke & Bone, #2))
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Do you suffer when you write? I don't at all. Suffer like a bastard when don't write, or just before, and feel empty and fucked out afterwards. But never feel as good as while writing.
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Ernest Hemingway
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I'm the kind of bastard they only manufacture in the barrel.
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Leigh Bardugo (Six of Crows (Six of Crows, #1))
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The big trouble with dumb bastards is that they are too dumb to believe there is such a thing as being smart.
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Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (The Sirens of Titan)
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Journey before destination, you bastard.
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Brandon Sanderson (Rhythm of War (The Stormlight Archive, #4))
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I love you. You’re mine. I’ll kill any bastard who tries to take you from me.
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Samantha Young (On Dublin Street (On Dublin Street, #1))
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One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am - a reluctant enthusiast....a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.
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Edward Abbey
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You are your mother's trueborn son of Lannister." "Am I?" the dwarf replied, sardonic. "Do tell my lord father. My mother died birthing me, and he's never been sure." "I don't even know who my mother was," Jon said. "Some woman, no doubt. Most of them are." He favored Jon with a rueful grin. "Remember this, boy. All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs." And with that he turned and sauntered back into the feast, whistling a tune. When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.
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George R.R. Martin (A Game of Thrones (A Song of Ice and Fire, #1))
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There was quite a lot of competitiveness about it, with everybody wanting to beat not only cancer itself, but also the other people in the room. Like, I realize that this is irrational, but when they tell you that you have, say, a 20 percent chance of living five years, the math kicks in and you figure that’s one in five . . . so you look around and think, as any healthy person would: I gotta outlast four of these bastards.
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John Green (The Fault in Our Stars)
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There are only three people in life you can never fool--pawnbrokers, whores, and your mother. Since your mother's dead, I've taken her place. Hence, I'm bullshit-proof.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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Scrawny little mundane bastard.
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Cassandra Clare (City of Lost Souls (The Mortal Instruments, #5))
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For some sick reason, fighting with this woman always ended with her panties in my pocket.
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Christina Lauren (Beautiful Bastard (Beautiful Bastard, #1))
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God, he’s such a cocky, arrogant bastard at times. And I totally fancy him. No I don’t. Yes, I do. No. I. Don’t. Ah fuck.
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Samantha Towle (The Mighty Storm (The Storm, #1))
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Sam Roth, you bastard," Cole said. There was admiration in his voice, which probably meant I'd made a poor decision.
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Maggie Stiefvater (Forever (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #3))
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Women were supposed to be the enigmas, but men? Moody, brooding bastards, the lot of them. A woman with PMS had nothing on a man. Where women might get hormonal once a month, men suffered their own brand of PMS on a daily basis. - Faith
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Maya Banks (Sweet Surrender (Sweet, #1))
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You see, unlike in the movies, there is no THE END sign flashing at the end of books. When I've read a book, I don't feel like I've finished anything. So I start a new one.
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Elif Shafak (The Bastard of Istanbul)
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Nice bird, asshole!
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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I cut off his fingers to get him to talk, and when he'd confessed everything I wanted to hear, I had his fucking tongue cut out, and the stump cauterized." Everyone in the room stared at him. "I called him an asshole, too," said Locke. "He didn't like that.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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A boy may be as disagreeable as he pleases, but when a girl refuses to crap sunshine on command, the world mutters darkly about her moods.
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Scott Lynch (The Republic of Thieves (Gentleman Bastard, #3))
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I don't have to beat you. I don't have to beat you, motherfucker. I just have to keep you here... until Jean shows up.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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When you don't know everything that you could know, it's a fine time to shut your fucking noisemaker and be polite.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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With a shrug and a blink, the policeman moved past Will, shaking his head and muttering something under his breath about swearing off the gin before he truly started seeing things. Will stepped aside to let the man pass, then raised his voice to a shout: "James Carstairs! Jem! Where are you, you disloyal bastard?
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Cassandra Clare (Clockwork Angel (The Infernal Devices, #1))
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Difficult" and "impossible" are cousins often mistaken for one another, with very little in common.
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Scott Lynch (Red Seas Under Red Skies (Gentleman Bastard, #2))
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But that was life: Nobody got a guided tour to their own theme park. You had to hop on the rides as they presented themselves, never knowing whether you would like the one you were in line for...or if the bastard was going to make you throw up your corn dog and your cotton candy all over the place.
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J.R. Ward (Crave (Fallen Angels, #2))
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You can't help being young, but it's past time that you stopped being stupid.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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The bastard kissed her. She was so mad, she bit him hard enough to draw blood. Raphael pulled back, lip already beginning to swell. β€œWe are no longer even, Elena. You’re now in debt.” β€œYou can deduct it from my slow and painful death.
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Nalini Singh (Angels' Blood (Guild Hunter, #1))
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I only steal because my dear old family needs the money to live!" Locke Lamora made this proclamation with his wine glass held high; he and the other Gentleman Bastards were seated at the old witchwood table. . . . The others began to jeer. "Liar!" they chorused "I only steal because this wicked world won't let me work an honest trade!" Calo cried, hoisting his own glass. "LIAR!" "I only steal," said Jean, "because I've temporarily fallen in with bad company." "LIAR!" At last the ritual came to Bug; the boy raised his glass a bit shakily and yelled, "I only steal because it's heaps of fucking fun!" "BASTARD!
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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Inside he was hurt. Not so much with Linda, but his failure to impress women generally with his abilities. There she was, an example: lending – no, giving –thirty thousand pounds to a smooth-talking old bastard, but she would not part with a penny to him after living with him for a year or more.
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Max Nowaz (Get Rich or Get Lucky)
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I think, well, I've had a shit of a life, all things considered. It wasn't fair. Everyone I've ever loved is dead, and my leg hurts all the bloody time... But I think, any God that can do sunsets like that, a different one every night... 'Strewth, well, you've got to respect the old bastard, haven't you?
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Neil Gaiman (The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of Mists)
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Stand aside, and try not to catch fire if I shed sparks of genius.
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Scott Lynch (The Republic of Thieves (Gentleman Bastard, #3))
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If only he would keep his mouth shut, he'd be perfect. A piece of duct tape would do the trick. I had some in my desk that I'd occasionally pull out and fondle, hoping someday I could put it to good use.
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Christina Lauren (Beautiful Bastard (Beautiful Bastard, #1))
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What's the n-never-fail universal apology?" "'I was badly misinformed, I deeply regret the error, go fuck yourself with this bag of money.
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Scott Lynch (The Republic of Thieves (Gentleman Bastard, #3))
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... It's perfect! Locke would appreciate it." "Bug," Calo said, "Locke is our brother and our love for him knows no bounds. But the four most fatal words in the Therin language are 'Locke would appreciate it.'" "Rivalled only by 'Locke taught me a new trick,'" added Galo. "The only person who gets away with Locke Lamora games ..." "... is Locke ..." "... because we think the gods are saving him up for a really big death. Something with knives and hot irons ..." "... and fifty thousand cheering spectators.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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Beauty is only skin-deep, and ugly goes straight to the bone.
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Christina Lauren (Beautiful Bastard (Beautiful Bastard, #1))
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If reassurances could dull pain, nobody would ever go to the trouble of pressing grapes.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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To us β€” richer and cleverer than everyone else!
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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Any man can fart in a closed room and say that he commands the wind
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Scott Lynch (Red Seas Under Red Skies (Gentleman Bastard, #2))
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We’re a different sort of thief here, Lamora. Deception and misdirection are our tools. We don’t believe in hard work when a false face and a good line of bullshit can do so much more.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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How dare you touch my cookies, you bastard!” Jason said in utter disgust before popping the cookie into his mouth and heading back to his house. β€œDamn those looked good, too,” Brad grumbled. Haley sighed. β€œDon’t worry I have a second plate on my counter.” The words were barely out of her mouth when Jason abruptly changed course and headed towards her house. β€œWell, there was,” she said, watching Jason walk into her house like he owned it. A minute later he walked out of her house, carrying both plates and the gallon of milk she had in her fridge. He headed back to his house, but not before he glared at Brad. β€œYou cookie thieving bastard,” they heard him mutter. Brad rolled his eyes, chuckling. β€œAnd people wonder how I lost weight rooming with him in college.
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R.L. Mathewson (Playing for Keeps (Neighbor from Hell, #1))
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Quit being so hard on yourself. We are what we are; we love what we love. We don't need to justify it to anyone... not even to ourselves.
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Scott Lynch (The Republic of Thieves (Gentleman Bastard, #3))
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And if that bastard’s innocent,” Rhage spoke up, β€œI’m the fucking Easter bunny.” β€œOh, good,” someone quipped. β€œI’m calling you Hop-along Hollywood from now on.” β€œBeasty Bo Peep,” somebody else threw out. β€œWe could put you in a Cadbury ad and finally make some money—” β€œPeople,” Rhage barked, β€œthe point is that he is not innocent and I’m not the Easter bunny—” β€œWhere’s your basket?” β€œCan I play with your eggs?” β€œHop it out, big guy—” β€œWill you guys fuck off ? Seriously!
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J.R. Ward (Lover Reborn (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #10))
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All the fires of hell could burn for a thousand years and it wouldn't equal what I feel for you in one minute of the day. I love you so much there is no pleasure in it. Nothing but torment. Because if I could dilute what I feel for you to the milΒ­lionth part, it would still be enough to kill you. And even if it drives me mad, I would rather see you live in the arms of that cold, soulless bastard than die in mine," Merripen said to Win.
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Lisa Kleypas (Seduce Me at Sunrise (The Hathaways, #2))
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I can't wait to have words with the Gray King when this shit is all finished," Locke whispered. "There's a few things I want to ask him. Philosophical questions. Like, 'How does it feel to be dangled out a window by a rope tied around your balls, motherfucker?
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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In that same year, NYU conducted its own study. With rats. They implanted electrodes in the brains of male rats and put two buttons in their cages. When the lucky little bastards pushed the blue button, the electrodes triggered an orgasm. When they pushed a red button, they were given food. Care to guess what happened to all the rats? They died. They fucking starved to death. They never pushed the red button. Need I say more?
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Emma Chase (Tangled (Tangled, #1))
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Know something? I'd lay even odds that between the people following us and the people hunting us, we've become this city's principle means of employment. Tal Verrar's entire economy is now based on fucking with us.
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Scott Lynch (Red Seas Under Red Skies (Gentleman Bastard, #2))
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I like her," Brad said, chuckling. "For a Red Sox tee shirt wearing woman I guess she's okay," Jason grumbled. "Does no one care that she just manhandled me?" Trevor demanded, facing the men who should be properly outraged on his behalf. Jason snorted. "A s long as she brings me food she can bitch slap you and call you spanky." Trevor narrowed his eyes on the men who dared laugh at his pain. Betraying bastards.
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R.L. Mathewson (Perfection (Neighbor from Hell, #2))
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Anarchy wears two faces, both creator and destroyer. Thus destroyers topple empires; make a canvas of clean rubble where creators then can build another world. Rubble, once achieved, makes further ruins' means irrelevant. Away with our explosives, then! Away with our destroyers! They have no place within our better world. But let us raise a toast to all our bombers, all our bastards, most unlovely and most unforgivable. Let's drink their health... then meet with them no more.
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Alan Moore (V for Vendetta)
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There was no part of him that was not broken, that had not healed wrong, and there was no part of him that was not stronger for having been broken. No one knew who he was. No one knew where he came from. He'd become Kaz Brekker, cripple and confidence man, bastard of the Barrel. The gloves were his one concession to weakness. Since that night among the bodies and the swim from the Reaper's Barge, he had not been able to bear the feeling of skin against skin. It was excruciating to him, revolting. It was the only piece of his past that he could not forge into something dangerous.
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Leigh Bardugo (Six of Crows (Six of Crows, #1))
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Get up you lazy bastard. The Governor wants a word with you,” said a guard. 
He opened his eyes and smiled. There was another guard standing near the cell door in 
anticipation of any trouble. The prisoner smiled at him, too. 
Now what can the Governor want from me? He wondered. His dishevelled form seemed 
incapable of coherent thought. β€œIt’s nice of him to remember me,” he said aloud, trying to 
concentrate.β€¨β€œSurprising he’s got any time for a worthless shit like you,” said the first guard. β€¨β€œI once used to be a very important person,” the prisoner said feebly.
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Max Nowaz (The Arbitrator)
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I figured I could get a job at a filling station somewhere, putting gas and oil in people's cars. I didn't care what kind of job it was, though. Just so people didn't know me and I didn't know anybody. I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. That way I wouldn't have to have any goddam stupid useless conversations with anybody. If anybody wanted to tell me something, they'd have to write it on a piece of paper and shove it over to me. They'd get bored as hell doing that after a while, and then I'd be through with having conversations for the rest of my life. Everybody'd think I was just a poor deaf-mute bastard and they'd leave me alone.
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J.D. Salinger (The Catcher in the Rye)
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I've got kids that enjoy stealing. I've got kids that don't think about stealing one way or the other, and I've got kids that just tolerate stealing because they know they've got nothing else to do. But nobody--and I mean nobody--has ever been hungry for it like this boy. If he had a bloody gash across his throat and a physiker was trying to sew it up, Lamora would steal the needle and thread and die laughing. He...steals too much.
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Scott Lynch (The Lies of Locke Lamora (Gentleman Bastard, #1))
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This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune (often the surfeits of our own behavior) we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and stars, as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. An admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition on the charge of a star! My father compounded with my mother under the Dragon's tail, and my nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it follows I am rough and lecherous. I should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing.
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William Shakespeare (King Lear)
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-BDB on the board- Knitter's Anonimous May 8, 2006 Rhage (in his bedroom posting in V's room on the board) Hi, my name is V. ("Hi, V") I've been knitting for 125 years now. (*gasping noises*) It's begun to impact my personal relationships: my brothers think I'm a nancy. It's begun to affect my health: I'm getting a callus on my forefinger and I find bits of yarn in all my pockets and I'm starting to smell like wool. I can't concentrate at work: I keep picturing all these lessers in Irish sweaters and thick socks. (*sounds of sympathy*) I've come seeking a community of people who, like me, are trying not to knit. Can you help me? (*We're with you*) Thank you (*takes out hand-knitted hankie in pink*) (*sniffles*) ("We embrace you, V") Vishous (in the pit): Oh hell no...you did not just put that up. And nice spelling in the title. Man...you just have to roll up on me, don't you. I got four words for you, my brother. Rhage: Four words? Okay...lemme see... Rhage, you're so sexy. hmmm.... Rhage, you're SO smart. No wait! Rhage, you're SO right! That's it, isn't it...g'head. You can tell me. Vishous: First one starts with a "P" Use your head for the other three. Bastard. Rhage: P? Hmm... Please pass the yarn Vishous: Payback is a bitch! Rhage: Ohhhhhhhhhhhh I'm so scuuuuuurred. Can you whip me up a blanket to hide under?
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J.R. Ward (The Black Dagger Brotherhood: An Insider's Guide (Black Dagger Brotherhood))
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The funny thing about mundies," Jace said, to nobody in particular, "is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means." I know what it means," Clary snapped. No, you don't, you just think you do. Magic is a dark elemental force, not just a lot of sparkly wands and crystal balls and talking goldfish." I never said it was a lot of talking goldfish, you-" Jace waved a hand, cutting her off. "Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie.
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Cassandra Clare
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She sucked in a shuddering breath, and he pulled back far enough for them to share breath. Her fingers shook as she brushed them against his mouth, and his control nearly shredded apart right there. 'What are you waiting for?' he said, the words near guttural. 'Bastard,' she murmured, and kissed him. Her mouth was soft and warm, and he bit back a groan. His body went stillβ€”his entire world went stillβ€”at that whisper of a kiss, the answer to a question he’d asked for centuries. He realized he was staring only when she withdrew slightly. His fingers tightened at her waist. 'Again,' he breathed. She slid out of his grip. 'If we live through tomorrow, you’ll get the rest.' He didn’t know whether to laugh or roar. 'Are you trying to bribe me into surviving?' She smiled at last. And damn if it didn’t kill him, the quiet joy in her face. They had walked out of darkness and pain and despair together. They were still walking out of it. So that smile … It struck him stupid every time he saw it and realized it was for him.
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Sarah J. Maas (Queen of Shadows (Throne of Glass, #4))
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I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes. That way I wouldn't have to have any goddam stupid useless conversations with anybody. If anybody wanted to tell me something, they'd have to write it on a piece of paper and shove it over to me. They'd get bored as hell doing that after a while, and then I'd be through with having conversations for the rest of my life. Everybody'd think I was just a poor deaf-mute bastard and they'd leave me alone . . . I'd cook all my own food, and later on, if I wanted to get married or something, I'd meet this beautiful girl that was also a deaf-mute and we'd get married. She'd come and live in my cabin with me, and if she wanted to say anything to me, she'd have to write it on a piece of paper, like everybody else
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J.D. Salinger (The Catcher in the Rye)
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Mew," the kitten retorted, locking gazes with him. It had the expression common to all kittens, that of a tyrant in the becoming. 'I was comfortable, and you dared to move,' those jade eyes said. 'For that you must die.' When it became apparent to the cat that its two or three pounds of mass were insufficient to break Locke's neck with one mighty snap, it put its paws on his shoulders and began sharing its drool-covered nose with his lips. He recoiled.
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Scott Lynch (Red Seas Under Red Skies (Gentleman Bastard, #2))
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This flirting is all well and good, but I mean it when I tell you, I cant have you leaving me again. It almost broke me." My ribs seemed to squeeze all of the air out of my lungs at the thought. "I don't think I could. I don't want to be away from you again either." "But you need to give me a chance to fix things when I screw up. You know I'm an ass sometimes." "Sometimes?" Growling, he whispered, "And I tear lingerie." I pushed a curl off his forehead, "And hoard it. Don't forget the creepy hoarding.
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Christina Lauren (Beautiful Bastard (Beautiful Bastard, #1))
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People like me are aware of their so-called genius at ten, eight, nine. . . . I always wondered, ``Why has nobody discovered me?'' In school, didn't they see that I'm cleverer than anybody in this school? That the teachers are stupid, too? That all they had was information that I didn't need? I got fuckin' lost in being at high school. I used to say to me auntie ``You throw my fuckin' poetry out, and you'll regret it when I'm famous, '' and she threw the bastard stuff out. I never forgave her for not treating me like a fuckin' genius or whatever I was, when I was a child. It was obvious to me. Why didn't they put me in art school? Why didn't they train me? Why would they keep forcing me to be a fuckin' cowboy like the rest of them? I was different I was always different. Why didn't anybody notice me? A couple of teachers would notice me, encourage me to be something or other, to draw or to paint - express myself. But most of the time they were trying to beat me into being a fuckin' dentist or a teacher
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John Lennon
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That's a sweet piece," said Jean, briefly forgetting to be aggravated. "You didn't snatch that off a street." "No," said Locke, before taking another deep draught of the warm water in the decanter. "I got it from the neck of the governor's mistress." "You can't be serious." "In the governor's manor." "Of all the -" "In the governor's bed." "Damned lunatic!" "With the governor sleeping next to her." The night quiet was broken by the high, distant trill of a whistle, the traditional swarming noise of city watches everywhere. Several other whistles joined in a few moments later. "It is possible," said Locke with a sheepish grin, "that I have been slightly too bold.
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Scott Lynch (Red Seas Under Red Skies (Gentleman Bastard, #2))
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I know you, I know you. You're the only serious person in the room, aren't you, the only one who understands, and you can prove it by the fact that you've never finished a single thing in your life. You're the only well-educated person, because you never went to college, and you resent education, you resent social ease, you resent good manners, you resent success, you resent any kind of success, you resent God, you resent Christ, you resent thousand-dollar bills, you resent Christmas, by God, you resent happiness, you resent happiness itself, because none of that's real. What is real, then? Nothing's real to you that isn't part of your own past, real life, a swamp of failures, of social, sexual, financial, personal...spiritual failure. Real life. You poor bastard. You don't know what real life is, you've never been near it. All you have is a thousand intellectualized ideas about life. But life? Have you ever measured yourself against anything but your own lousy past? Have you ever faced anything outside yourself? Life! You poor bastard.
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William Gaddis (The Recognitions)
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Strigoi have red eyes, " I explained. "Do his eyes look red?" The boy leaned forward. "No. They're brown. " "What else do you know about Strigoi?" I asked. "They have fangs like us, " the boy replied. "Do you have fangs?" I asked Dimitri in a singsong voice. I had a feeling this was already-covered territory, but it took on a new feel when asked from a child's perspective. Dimitri smiled--a full, wonderful smile that caught me off guard. "Okay, Jonathan, " said his mother anxiously. "You asked. Let's go now. " "Strigoi are super strong, " continued Jonathan, who possibly aspired to be a future lawyer. "Nothing can hurt them. " Jonathan fixed Dimitri with a piercing gaze. "Are you super strong? Can you be hurt?" "Of course I can, " replied Dimitri. "I'm strong, but all sorts of things can still hurt me. " And then, being Rose Hathaway, I said something I really shouldn't have to the boy. "You should go punch him and find out. " Jonathan's mother screamed again, but he was a fast little bastard, eluding her grasp. He ran up to Dimitri before anyone could stop him--well, I could have--and pounded his tiny fist against Dimitri's knee. Then, with the same reflexes that allowed him to dodge enemy attacks, Dimitri immediately feinted falling backward, as though Jonathan had knocked him over. Clutching his knee, Dimitri groaned as though he were in terrible pain. Several people laughed, and by then, one of the other guardians had caught hold of Jonathan and returned him to his near-hysterical mother. As he was being dragged away, Jonathan glanced over his shoulder at Dimitri. "He doesn't seem very strong to me. I don't think he's a Strigoi. " This caused more laughter
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Richelle Mead (Spirit Bound (Vampire Academy, #5))
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When you took me from the witch trial at Cranesmuir--you said then that you would have died with me, you would have gone to the stake with me, had it come to that!" He grasped my hands, fixing me with a steady blue gaze. "Aye, I would," he said. "But I wasna carrying your child." The wind had frozen me; it was the cold that made me shake, I told myself. The cold that took my breath away. "You can't tell," I said, at last. "It's much too soon to be sure." He snorted briefly, and a tiny flicker of amusement lit his eyes. "And me a farmer, too! Sassenach, ye havena been a day late in your courses, in all the time since ye first took me to your bed. Ye havena bled now in forty-six days." "You bastard!" I said, outraged. "You counted! In the middle of a bloody war, you counted!" "Didn't you?" "No!" I hadn't; I had been much too afraid to acknowledge the possibility of the thing I had hoped and prayed for so long, come now so horribly too late. "Besides," I went on, trying still to deny the possibility, "that doesn't mean anything. Starvation could cause that; it often does." He lifted one brow, and cupped a broad hand gently beneath my breast. "Aye, you're thin enough; but scrawny as ye are, your breasts are full--and the nipples of them gone the color of Champagne grapes. You forget," he said, "I've seen ye so before. I have no doubt--and neither have you." I tried to fight down the waves of nausea--so easily attributable to fright and starvation--but I felt the small heaviness, suddenly burning in my womb. I bit my lip hard, but the sickness washed over me. Jamie let go of my hands, and stood before me, hands at his sides, stark in silhouette against the fading sky. "Claire," he said quietly. "Tomorrow I will die. This child...is all that will be left of me--ever. I ask ye, Claire--I beg you--see it safe.
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Diana Gabaldon (Dragonfly in Amber (Outlander, #2))