Jacks Sparrow Quotes

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The problem is not the problem. The problem is your attitude about the problem
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Crazy people don't know they're crazy. I know I'm crazy, therefore I'm not crazy, isn't that crazy?
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Captain," I said, letting the surprise I felt filter into my voice. It was weird how every time I said the word captain, I wanted to tack on a Jack Sparrow at the end.
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Darynda Jones (Fifth Grave Past the Light (Charley Davidson, #5))
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Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Embroidery?" I sucked at embroidery. Aunt Hyacinth had tried to teach me, but we'd both given it up as a lost cause.Lucy, strangely, had picked it up really quickly and embroidered a tapestry of Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow for my last birthday.
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Alyxandra Harvey (My Love Lies Bleeding (Drake Chronicles, #1))
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Will Turner: This is either madness... or brilliance. Jack Sparrow: It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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No survivors? Then where do the stories come from, I wonder.
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Did everyone see that? Because I will not be doing it again.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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This is the day you will always remember as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow
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Will Turner: That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure. Jack Sparrow: Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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One word love: curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it's like. One day you won't be able to resist.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Jack Sparrow: Take what ye can! Mr. Gibbs: Give nothin' back!
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Nobody move! I dropped me brain.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Face is familiar, have I threatened you before?
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Complications arose, ensued, were overcome
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Why Fight When You Can Negotiate?
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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It's not so much the destination as it is the journey." -Captain Jack
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Jack Sparrow: [empties bottle of rum] Why is the rum always gone? [stands up and staggers drunkenly] Oh... that's why.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Mr. Sparrow, you will accompany these fine men to the helm and provide us with the bearing to Isla de Muerta. You will then spend the remainder of the voyage contemplating all possible meanings of the phrase 'silent as the grave'. Do I make myself clear?
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Rob Kidd (The Coming Storm (Pirates of the Caribbean: Jack Sparrow, #1))
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You lied to me by telling me the truth?
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Jack Sparrow: [after Will draws his sword] Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again. Will Turner: You didn't beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd kill you. Jack Sparrow: That's not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it?
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Jack Sparrow: How did you get here? Will Turner: Sea turtles, mate. A pair of them strapped to my feet. Jack Sparrow: Not so easy, is it?
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Lord Cutler Beckett: [Jack is about to light a cannon that's pointed at the mast] You're mad. Jack Sparrow: Thank goodness for that, 'cause if I wasn't this would probably never work. [fires the cannon, which catapults him onto his ship, landing safely on his feet behind his crew] Jack Sparrow: And that was without even a single drop of rum.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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What a man can do and what a man can't do
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[Will Turner] "You didn't beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement." [Captain Jack Sparrow] "...that's not much incentive for me to fight fair then is it?
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Ted Elliot and Terry Rossio
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I'm afraid you have the misfortune of facing Captain Jack Sparrow!
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. The original. The only!
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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The seas might be rough, but I'm the Captain! No matter how difficult, I will always prevail.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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I'm afraid you have the misfortune of facing Captain Jack Sparrow! I am a Pirate Lord, and you are nothing!
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The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can’t do – CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW, PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN
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Evan Wainberg (The Complete oDesk Handbook: The Step By Step Guide To Launching Your Successful Freelance Career)
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The sparrow hops along the veranda, with wet feet.
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Jack Kerouac (The Dharma Bums)
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Mr. Gibbs: Curse you for breathin' ya slack-jawed idiot. Mother's love. Jack. You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleepin'. Its bad luck. Jack Sparrow: Fortunately, I know how to counter it; the man who did the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink; the man who was sleeping drinks it while listening to a proposition from the man who did the waking. Mr. Gibbs: Aye, that'll about do it.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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Now... bring me that horizon.
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Jack Sparrow
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LET US NOT, DEAR FRIENDS, FORGET OUR DEAR FRIENDS THE CUTTLEFISH.” β€”CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End
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Tricia Levenseller (Daughter of the Pirate King (Daughter of the Pirate King, #1))
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When you marooned me on that God forsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing mate. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow.
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Ted Elliott & Terry Rossio (Pirates of the Caribbean (Screenplay))
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The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can't do.
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Captain Jack Sparrow, The Curse of the Black Pearl
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Crazy people don't know they are crazy. I know I am crazy, therefore I am not crazy, isn't that crazy?
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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This rum is half gone. WHY is the rum gone? I will TELL you why the rum is gone. This half-empty cask, which as of last night was full of rum bound for England, rum entrusted to this vessel to be carried in her hold until we reach our destination, rum intended to be sold to the taverns and cellars of England, to slake English thirsts is gone because several members of this crew that stands before me, this same crew of misbegotten scurvy sea dogs, crept down into the hold and GUZZLED it!
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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I've got a jar of dirt
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Johnny Depp/Jack Sparrow
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The truth is noone lies to us more than our own hearts. No one. If our hearts are compasses, they are Jack Sparrow compasses. They dont tell us the thruth; they just tell us want we want.
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Jon Bloom (Don't Follow Your Heart: God's Ways Are Not Your Ways)
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We invariably have an internalised personal code of honour, an inner voice that embodies us with a sincere, strong sense of decency that surpasses Rag, Tag & Bobtail’s acquiescence to law and ethics. Think Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean, Terry McCann from Minder or the heroic English folklore outlaw, Robin Hood.
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Karl Wiggins (Wrong Planet - Searching for your Tribe)
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Sir Richard Francis Burton was a cross between Indiana Jones and Captain Jack Sparrow, with perhaps a little piece of the warrior-poet Aragorn from Lord of the Rings thrown in for good measure. Or maybe I should rephrase that; all these swashbuckling film heroes, including probably John Rambo, may well have been loosely based on Burton and his life
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Karl Wiggins (Wrong Planet - Searching for your Tribe)
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Maybe that's a haiku, maybe not, it might be a little too complicated," said Japhy. "A real haiku's gotta be as simple as porridge and yet make you see the real thing, like the greatest haiku of them all probably is the one that goes 'The sparrow hops along the veranda, with wet feet.' By Shiki. You see the wet footprints like a vision in your mind and yet in those few words you also see all the rain that's been falling that day and almost smell the wet pine needles." (The Dharma Bums, Chap. 8)
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Jack Kerouac (The Dharma Bums)
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Why is the whiskey gone?!” I imitated Captain Jack Sparrow and pounded my fist on the counter.
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Penelope Douglas (Rival (Fall Away, #3))
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Crazy people don't know they're crazy. I know I'm crazy, therefore I'm not crazy, isn't that crazy?
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Walt Disney Company
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The problem is not the problem, the problem is your attitude about the problem.
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He went to the coffee pot and picked it up, attempting to pour a cup before he realized it was empty and frowned. "Why is the rum always gone?" he muttered in his best Captain Jack Sparrow imitation as he riffled through cabinets.
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Elizabeth Sharp (Natural Selection (Forces of Nature, #1))
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I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly...stupid." - Jack Sparrow
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Pirates of the Caribbean(film)
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What was it Johnny Depp said in one of those damn pirate movies? β€œThe problem isn’t the problem; the problem is how you deal with the problem.” Was that right? She thought so, but did it really matter at this point, was she really going to assign the role of her personal guru to Captain Jack Sparrow?
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Kristin Elyon (Lana's Awakening (To Have and Control #1))
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The only rules that really matter are these; what a man can do, and what a man can’t do.” β€” Captain Jack Sparrow, Pirates of the Caribbean
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Michael Andrew (The Efficiency Playbook: Your Tactical GAME PLAN to Getting More for Less)
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Ivy plopped a worn-looking fedora on top of his head. β€œI figured you wouldn’t care about dressing up. So I came prepared. You actually look good, Cam.” I forced myself to refocus. β€œVery eighties Johnny Depp,” I agreed. He blinked his gaze away from me and straightened the hat. β€œI’d rather be Jack Sparrow Johnny Depp, but I didn’t dress for that either.” β€œIt wouldn’t fit eighties night,” Ivy said. He scoffed. β€œWho says it’s 1980s and not 1780s?
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Amanda Pennington
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The Pirate Code by Stewart Stafford Highwaymen of the high seas, Outlaws of the oceans deep, Plundering the crown's gold, They may hang us as we sleep. Home is but a distant memory, Friends are anyone we can find, Turncoats walk the plank slowly, Or are keelhauled with jellyfish in brine. The Robin Hoods of seaweed spray, We rob the rich to give to ourselves, Growing fat on finest grog and food, And make pieces of eight into twelve. Β© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.
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Stewart Stafford
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As a way of thanking the doctors that looked after his seriously ill daughter, Johnny Depp visited the Great Ormond Street Hospital in London andΒ read stories to sick kidsΒ for over four hours in full Jack Sparrow attire.
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Jake Jacobs (The Giant Book Of Strange Facts (The Big Book Of Facts 15))
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A parley?” he said, rubbing his watering eyes. β€œWho do you think you are, Jack Sparrow? This isn’t Pirates of the Caribbean.
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Elle Cosimano (Finlay Donovan Rolls the Dice: 'the perfect blend of mystery and romcom' Ali Hazelwood (The Finlay Donovan Series Book 4))
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It needs to be said. I didn’t have the strongest stomach. I wasn’t the type of guy who could hold your hair while you puked and not be affected. Did that make me the worst possible boyfriend ever? Maybe. It’s entirely possible I’d throw you a towel and run out of the room gagging. I know it’s romantic to womenβ€”oh, my gosh, he’s so sweet he held my hair while I puked up last night’s hot dog and enough rum and Diet Coke to kill Captain Jack Sparrow! Seriously? What do you women read? How the hell is that romantic? Give me one reason. One. Just one. I don’t even need three. Oh, wow, silence, big shock. You wanna know why? Because it’s gross. Because if I had long hair and I were leaning over the toilet, God, you would not, ever, in your right mind waltz into the bathroom, put it in a ponytail, rub my back, wipe my mouth, and think, Wow, I really love this guy, oh, look a cracker!
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Rachel Van Dyken (The Consequence of Revenge (Consequence, #2))
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Tonight she'll be with Jeremy, her lieutenant, but she wants to be with Roger. Except that, really, she doesn't. Does she? She can't remember being so confused. When she is with Roger it's all love, but at any distance- any at all, Jack- she finds that he depresses and even frightens her. Why? On top of him in the wild nights riding up and down his cock her axis, trying herself to stay rigid enough not to turn to cream taper-wax and fall away melting to the coverlet coming there's only room for Roger, Roger, oh love to the end of breath. But out of bed, walking talking, his bitterness, his darkness, run deeper than the War, the winter: he hates England so, hates "the System," gripes endlessly, says he'll emigrate when the War's over, stays inside his paper cynic's cave hating himself... and does she want to bring him out, really? Isn't it safer with Jeremy? She tried not to allow this question to often, but it's there. Three years with Jeremy. They might as well be married. Three years ought to count for something. Daily, small stitches and easings. She's worn old Beaver's bathrobes, brewed his tea and coffee, sought his eye across lorry-parks, day rooms and rainy mud fields when all the day's mean, dismal losses could be rescued in the one look- familiar, full of trust, in a season where the word is invoked for quaintness or a minor laugh. And to rip it all out? three years? for this erratic, self-centered- boy, really. Weepers, he supposed to be pas thirty, he's years older than she. He ought to've learned something, surely? A man of experience? /// If the rockets don't get her there's still her lieutenant. Damned Beaver/Jeremy IS the War, he is every assertion the fucking War has ever made- that we are meant work and government, for austerity: and these shall take priority over love, dreams, the spirit, the sense and the second-class trivia that are found among the idle and mindless hours of the day... Damn them, they are wrong. They are insane. Jeremy will take her like the Angel itself, in his joyless weasel-worded come-along, and Roger will be forgotten, an amusing maniac, but with no place in the rationalized power-ritual that will be the coming peace. She will take her husband's orders, she will become a domestic bureaucrat, a junior partner, and remember Roger, if at all, as a mistake thank God she did not make... Oh, he feels a raving fit coming on- how the bloody hell can he survive without her? She is the British warm that protects his stooping shoulders, and the wintering sparrow he holds inside his hands. She is his deepest innocence in spaces of bough and hay before wishes were given a separate name to warn they might not come true, and his lithe Parisian daughter of joy, beneath the eternal mirror, forswearing perfumes, capeskins to the armpits, all that is too easy, for his impoverishment and more worthy love. /// Jessica steps away from Roger to blow her nose. The sound is as familiar to him as a bird's song, ip-ip-ip-ip NGUNNGG as the hankerchief comes away..."Oh sooper dooper," she says, "think I'm catching a cold." You're catching the War. It's infecting you and I don't know how to keep it away. Oh, Jess. Jessica. Don't leave me,,,,
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Thomas Pynchon (Gravity’s Rainbow)
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Tonight she'll be with Jeremy, her lieutenant, but she wants to be with Roger. Except that, really, she doesn't. Does she? She can't remember being so confused. When she is with Roger it's all love, but at any distance- any at all, Jack- she finds that he depresses and even frightens her. Why? On top of him in the wild nights riding up and down his cock her axis, trying herself to stay rigid enough not to turn to cream taper-wax and fall away melting to the coverlet coming there's only room for Roger, Roger, oh love to the end of breath. But out of bed, walking talking, his bitterness, his darkness, run deeper than the War, the winter: he hates England so, hates "the System," gripes endlessly, says he'll emigrate when the War's over, stays inside his paper cynic's cave hating himself... and does she want to bring him out, really? Isn't it safer with Jeremy? She tried not to allow this question to often, but it's there. Three years with Jeremy. They might as well be married. Three years ought to count for something. Daily, small stitches and easings. She's worn old Beaver's bathrobes, brewed his tea and coffee, sought his eye across lorry-parks, day rooms and rainy mud fields when all the day's mean, dismal losses could be rescued in the one look- familiar, full of trust, in a season where the word is invoked for quaintness or a minor laugh. And to rip it all out? three years? for this erratic, self-centered- boy, really. Weepers, he supposed to be past thirty, he's years older than she. He ought to've learned something, surely? A man of experience? /// If the rockets don't get her there's still her lieutenant. Damned Beaver/Jeremy IS the War, he is every assertion the fucking War has ever made- that we are meant work and government, for austerity: and these shall take priority over love, dreams, the spirit, the senses and the second-class trivia that are found among the idle and mindless hours of the day... Damn them, they are wrong. They are insane. Jeremy will take her like the Angel itself, in his joyless weasel-worded come-along, and Roger will be forgotten, an amusing maniac, but with no place in the rationalized power-ritual that will be the coming peace. She will take her husband's orders, she will become a domestic bureaucrat, a junior partner, and remember Roger, if at all, as a mistake thank God she did not make... Oh, he feels a raving fit coming on- how the bloody hell can he survive without her? She is the British warm that protects his stooping shoulders, and the wintering sparrow he holds inside his hands. She is his deepest innocence in spaces of bough and hay before wishes were given a separate name to warn they might not come true, and his lithe Parisian daughter of joy, beneath the eternal mirror, forswearing perfumes, capeskins to the armpits, all that is too easy, for his impoverishment and more worthy love. /// Jessica steps away from Roger to blow her nose. The sound is as familiar to him as a bird's song, ip-ip-ip-ip NGUNNGG as the hankerchief comes away..."Oh sooper dooper," she says, "think I'm catching a cold." You're catching the War. It's infecting you and I don't know how to keep it away. Oh, Jess. Jessica. Don't leave me....
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Thomas Pynchon (Gravity’s Rainbow)
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Bird language is about acquiring some "jungle etiquette," and the sit spot is where this starts to happen...Instead of flushing out the wrens and chickadees and robins and sparrows with a major bird plow, Jack learned to sit quietly and watch, listen, learn and connect.
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Jon Young (What the Robin Knows: How Birds Reveal the Secrets of the Natural World)
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This ocean, humiliating in its disguises Tougher than anything. No one listens to poetry. The ocean Does not mean to be listened to. A drop Or crash of water. It means Nothing. It Is bread and butter Pepper and salt. The death That young men hope for. Aimlessly It pounds the shore. White and aimless signals. No One listens to poetry. β€” Jack Spicer, β€œThis ocean, humiliating in its disguises,” The Collected Books of Jack Spicer. (Black Sparrow Books; First Edition edition July 1975)
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Jack Spicer (The Collected Books)
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A white Falcon or elephant rock do tame in a third object.
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Petra Hermans (Voor een betere wereld)
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And then they made me their chief.
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Captain Jack Sparrow
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You want to call me something, call me Captain. Or Jack.” β€œOr Sparrow?” I asked. Jack looked at me with a cop face that showed nothing but the vague hint of disapproval.
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Jim Butcher (Ghost Story (The Dresden Files, #13))
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Who's Captain Jack Sparrow's favourite God?" "Ram.
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Neo Buddha
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Jack." "Last name?" "Let's leave it at Jack," he said. "Unfortunately, the online form insists on a last name before it will allow me to move to the next page." I held up the tablet to show him the screen. "How about Jack Spratt? Jack Frost? Jack Sparrow? Jack Horner? Do you have a beanstalk? Do you kill giants? Have you built a house? Are you nimble?" "How about something not fantasy-based?" With a soft chuckle, he moved closer to study the screen. "Jack Dawson? Jack Skellington?" I tried to ignore the heat of his body, the warm breath across my cheek. "Jack-Jack Parr? Jack Torrance? Jack Pearson? Jack Reacher? Jack Ryan?" His laughter, deep and rich, filled the room. "You know your Jacks." "I like movies. I'll watch anything so long as I'm not watching it alone. Sharing snarky comments is all part of the fun." "I think doing anything with you would be fun." His smile made me smile. I couldn't stop it. Were we flirting? Was that a flirting smile? Was I flirting with a thief?
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Sara Desai (To Have and to Heist)
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Blacksmith Will Turner teams up with eccentric pirate β€˜Captain’ Jack Sparrow to save his love, the governor’s daughter, from Jack’s former pirate allies, who are now undead.”—Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
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Donald Miller (Building a StoryBrand: Clarify Your Message So Customers Will Listen)
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This ocean, humiliating in its disguises Tougher than anything. No one listens to poetry. The ocean Does not mean to be listened to. A drop Or crash of water. It means Nothing. It Is bread and butter Pepper and salt. The death That young men hope for. Aimlessly It pounds the shore. White and aimless signals. No One listens to poetry. β€” Jack Spicer, "This ocean, humiliating in its disguises," The Collected Books of Jack Spicer. (Black Sparrow Books; First Edition edition July 1975)
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Jack Spicer (The Collected Books)
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I'm the Jack Sparrow of Christmas tonight. I've got the Rum, my own sword, and the right attitude about your problem.
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Tijan (Fallen Crest Christmas (Fallen Crest High, #5.25))