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Who says I want a place in the court of a king who hits himself in the face with his own hammer?" "That was one time!" "And yet it's burnt in our hearts forever.
Mackenzi Lee (Loki: Where Mischief Lies)
I wonder" he wrote, "if the day will ever come that the loveliest of hymns, Silent Night, will come into the minds of the people throughout the world to express the German heart. I belive it is the expression of the heart of many Germans...[and]of most people throughout the world. That is the appalling tragedy of all that we witness today" Canadian Prime Minister Mackenzie King in his diary during WWII during German occupation of the Netherlands.
Mackenzie King
He was of the Old Religion, like nearly all Mackenzies, and wouldn't object to a Catholic ceremony - his faith taught that all paths to the Divine were valid. Christians tended to be a little more exclusive.
S.M. Stirling (The High King of Montival (Emberverse, #7))
That was the trap of seeing the future, Loki had begun to think — if Odin had never looked into it, never seen Loki leading an army, he might be considering him for kingship. And if her were king, why would he lead an army against his own people? Perhaps the future was only inevitable once you began to shape all your actions to fit it.
Mackenzi Lee (Loki: Where Mischief Lies)
Darkness moves in a different way than the light. It is always there before the light. It has to be faster, and smarter, and stealthier. Loki was not his father. He was not his brother, or his mother. He was Amora, and she had been led away in chains and banished to Midgard. He had to be smarter and stealthier than she had been. He had to learn everything he could, and never let on how much he knew. He did not feel like a prince. He may never be king. He wasn't made to be a soldier, and he wasn't certain if he wanted to be a villain. He wasn't certain if he had any say in that matter. The only thing he knew for certain was that he was powerful. Powerful enough to end the world.
Mackenzi Lee (Loki: Where Mischief Lies)
The form of a servant girl bringing the king and queen refreshments made him invisible in the hallways as he edged towards his father's chambers. He as almost certain that's where Odin would have fled with Karnilla and Frigga. Once he was in the room, the servant girl would likely go unnoticed enough to eaves drop — certainly less noticed than a snake, which had been his initial plan, and which was easier to imitate than an Asgardian. But snakes tended to garner attention — Thor would pick up any serpent to admire it.
Mackenzi Lee (Loki: Where Mischief Lies)
Amora of Nornheim," Odin said, his voice the one he used for court meetings and assemblies, though there was no one else present. The resonance made the room feel even emptier. "You have been charged with treason, theft, destruction of a sacred relic and robbery. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" With her head still bowed, she replied, "The charges are a bit redundant." At his side, Loki felt Thor stiffen. Odin's brow creased. "Excuse me?" "Are not theft and robbery the same, my king?" she asked. "I think you're trying to inflate the list of charges against me with synonyms.
Mackenzi Lee (Loki: Where Mischief Lies)
Lady Beatrice grunted and turned to Emma. “Here is your escort, dear.” She shook the elderly man’s arm and shouted in his ear, “This is Miss Peterson, Mr. Maxwell. You’ll be taking her in to dinner.” “What? Thinner?” Mr. Maxwell was so bent over, his face was only inches above Emma’s bosom. “Sacrilege! Don’t take an ounce off ’em, my dear.” Emma stepped back before a bit of drool hit her bodice.
Sally MacKenzie (Sally MacKenzie Bundle: The Naked Earl, The Naked Gentleman, The Naked Marquis, The Naked Baron, The Naked Duke, The Naked Viscount, The Naked King (Naked Nobility))
MacKenzie surveyed the nearly finished quilt. "What's the name of this pattern, Mrs. King?" he asked. "Princess Feather," Jesse answered. Taking LisBeth's hand in his own, MacKenzie asked, "Would it be presumptuous of me to ask if you had planned to add this quilt to LisBeth's hope chest?" Jesse looked up at the couple and grinned. "I could be persuaded to do that. But only if I was assured that her future husband was a man worthy of sharing such a gift.
Stephanie Grace Whitson (Walks The Fire (Prairie Winds, #1))
my pleasure.” “Thank you, but no.” Mags frowned and looked as if she might take offense. He didn’t want to insult his new ally, but he was not at all interested in her generous offer. How could he—of course. He was betrothed now—he would hide behind Lady Anne’s lovely skirts. “My fiancée would not approve.” Mags’s frown turned immediately into a shout of laughter. “That’s rich—the King of Hearts is to be a hen-pecked husband!” “You’ve found me out.” He took the opportunity to step
Sally MacKenzie (Sally MacKenzie Bundle: The Naked Earl, The Naked Gentleman, The Naked Marquis, The Naked Baron, The Naked Duke, The Naked Viscount, The Naked King (Naked Nobility))
Voyages from Montreal to the Frozen and Pacific Ocean had been written by a Scottish fur trader, from Stornoway in the Scottish Outer Hebrides, named Alexander Mackenzie. Or more accurately, Sir Alexander Mackenzie—since King George III had awarded him a knighthood for becoming the first white man ever to cross the entirety of North America. Mackenzie had completed his voyage almost nine years earlier. He suspected that his seven-month overland journey to the Pacific was probably of historic moment, and so he had left a memorial. He had created what he hoped would be a lasting inscription on a tiny sea-washed rock near the present-day British Columbia fishing village of Bella Coola: “Alex. MacKenzie, from Canada by land. 22nd July, 1793.” He had inscribed the message with his finger, using an old trappers’ trick for long-duration messages, dipping it into a poultice made of bear grease mixed with vermilion powder and smearing out words that he hoped would survive the cold and lashing rains for which the Pacific coast is notorious.
Simon Winchester (The Men Who United the States: America's Explorers, Inventors, Eccentrics and Mavericks, and the Creation of One Nation, Indivisible)
She told everything as quickly as she could, stringing sentences together the way she had when she was a little girl. By the end of the tale,she found herself defending her mother,angry at the world that made it necessary for her to explain.Impulsively, she grabbed a curry comb and began to brush Red Star's coat vigorously.She brushed for a long time,and tears began to blur her vision.She tried to resign herself to what seemed to be happening.Then a hand covered hers and squeezed affectionately. Mac took the curry comb away,and bent to kiss the back of her hand. "So,Miss King,will you do me the honor of accompanying me to the social next Friday evening at the Congregational Church?" Miss King embarrassed herself by saying yes! so loudly that the dozing horse in the stall next to Red Star jumped and kicked the side of his stall in fright.The two young people laughed, and MacKenzie lifted LisBeth into the air and swung her around in his arms. Sick with apprehension,Jesse had been unable to remain alone for long.She returned to the kitchen to help Augustus with meal preparations, praying earnestly for LisBeth and MacKenzie while she worked.When the two young people burst through the kitchen door together,their happy smiles told the older women all they needed to know. LisBeth was sobered when she saw her Mother. "Mother,I..." Jesse held up a hand to stop her. "It's all right,LisBeth. I'm glad everything turned out.I've been praying for you both." "Mother,all four of us know about Papa. Would you tell me a story about him while we make supper?" The culprit never came forward, but at some time that evening, the first book-burning in the State of Nebraska took place. Francis Day's Memoirs of the Savage West found its way into Augusta's cook stove.
Stephanie Grace Whitson (Walks The Fire (Prairie Winds, #1))
discovered you and Lady Oxbury were going to be guests as well.
Sally MacKenzie (Sally MacKenzie Bundle: The Naked Earl, The Naked Gentleman, The Naked Marquis, The Naked Baron, The Naked Duke, The Naked Viscount, The Naked King (Naked Nobility))
After working as an industrial relations consultant to Rockefeller and other firms, Mackenzie King returned to politics in Canada, where he served as prime minister for twenty-two years, opposed attempts to introduce New Deal–style protections for workers, and became the architect of the country’s welfare state. As workers in industrialised regions fought for a more egalitarian life, the democracy they began to achieve was always liable to slip from providing a means of making effective egalitarian claims to offering a means of regulating populations through the provision of their welfare.
Timothy Mitchell (Carbon Democracy: Political Power in the Age of Oil)
Do you think my father will ever make me king?" "Not if you remain devoted to your current haircare regime," she replied. Loki rolled his eyes. "Amora." "really, one decent haircut and a bit of oil daily would work wonders on this mop." She reached out, flicking a lock of dark hair out from behind his ear. "You think your father would have got where he is without that lustrous beard?" "Please don't refer to anything about my father as 'lustrous', it's very upsetting.
Mackenzi Lee (Loki: Where Mischief Lies)
Thor, a king does not attempt to pass the blame for his actions to others. He accepts the consequences. A king is strong enough to take ownership of his mistakes, and admit when he has made a poor decision. He does not claim he had no choice, for he knows there is always a choice. You would do well to remember that.
Mackenzi Lee (Loki: Where Mischief Lies)
in the kingdom of the blind," as the French proverb has it, "the one-eyed man is king";
Donald Mackenzie Wallace (Russia)
In quite a few ways, we were postmodern before we ever became modern. That was the way we were in John A. Macdonald’s time. In 1884, Goldwin Smith, the leading political commentator of his day, summarized Macdonald’s lifelong mission as “to hold together a set of elements, national, religious, sectional and personal, as motley as the component patches of any ‘crazy quilt,’ and actuated each of them by paramount regard for its own interest.” Here, Smith identified exactly Macdonald’s supreme talent—that he knew how to herd cats. No one else in Canada came close to Macdonald; after him, perhaps only Mackenzie King did, his paramount art being that of doing as little as possible for as long as possible.
Richard Gwyn (John A: The Man Who Made Us)
Would you still love your lady friend if you couldn’t marry her?” “You mean my fiancée?” He flaps a hand without turning, like the word itself reeks of matrimony. “Yes, but I’m glad I get to. Even if it weren’t before king and country, I’d marry her. Maybe it’s all symbolic, but I want her to know that we’re truly partners now. And for the rest of our lives.
Mackenzi Lee (The Nobleman's Guide to Scandal and Shipwrecks (Montague Siblings, #3))
REWIND OR DIE Midnight Exhibit Vol. 1 Infested - Carol Gore Benny Rose: The Cannibal King - Hailey Piper - Jan. 23 Cirque Berserk - Jessica Guess - Feb. 20 Hairspray and Switchblades - V. Castro - Feb. 20 Sole Survivor - Zachary Ashford - Mar. 26 Food Fright - Nico Bell - Mar. 26 Hell’s Bells - Lisa Quigley - May 28 The Kelping - Jan Stinchcomb - May 28 Trampled Crown - Kirby Kellogg - Jun. 25 Dead and Breakfast - Gary Buller - Jun. 25 Blood Lake Monster - Renee Miller - Jul. 23 The Catcatcher - Kevin Lewis - Jul. 23 All You Need is Love and a Strong Electric Current - Mackenzie Kiera - Aug. 27 Tales From the Meat Wagon - Eddie Generous - Aug. 27 Hooker - M. Lopes da Silva - Oct. 29 Offstage Offerings - Priya Sridhar - Oct. 29 Dead Eyes - EV Knight - Nov. 26 Dancing on the Edge of a Blade - Todd Rigney - Dec. 12 Midnight Exhibit Vol. 2 - Dec. 12
Hailey Piper (Benny Rose, the Cannibal King)
The ranks have shifted—I know Scipio, Ebrahim, and King George, now a whole foot taller (but just as enamored with Percy, as proved by his sprint across the room and tackle-hug).
Mackenzi Lee (The Lady's Guide to Petticoats and Piracy (Montague Siblings, #2))
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Tapio Lehtinen (On a Belt of Foaming Seas: Sailing Solo Around the World via the Three Great Capes in the 2018 Golden Globe Race)
...the ends of industry must be made subservient to the ends of humanity, not humanity made subservient to industry.
William Lyon Mackenzie King
My dog had made a point on a piece of fallow-ground, and led the curate and me two or three hundred yards over that and some stubble adjoining, in a breathless state of expectation, on a burning first of September. it was a false point, and our labour was in vain: yet, to do Rover justice, (for he's an excellent dog, though I have lost his pedigree0 the fault was none of his, the birds were gone; the curate shewed me the spot where they had lain basking, at the root of an old hedge. I stopped and cried Hem! The curate is fatter than I; he wiped the sweat from his brow. There is no state where one is apter to pause and look round one, than after such a disappointment. It is even so in life. When we have been hurrying on, impelled by some warm wish or other, looking neither to the right hand nor to the left - we find of a sudden that all our gay hopes are flown; and the only slender consolation that some friend can give us, is to point where they were once to be found. And lo! if we are not of that combustible race, who will rather beat their heads in spite, than wipe their brows with the curate, we look around and say, with the nauseated listlessness of the king of Israel, 'All is vanity and vexation of spirit.
Henry MacKenzie
Is that what was under the towel this morning?” “Yes.” Charles bit back a slightly hysterical laugh. “I usually carry it with me.” “But how does it fit into your breeches?” “It collapses for storage.
Sally MacKenzie (Sally MacKenzie Bundle: The Naked Earl, The Naked Gentleman, The Naked Marquis, The Naked Baron, The Naked Duke, The Naked Viscount, The Naked King (Naked Nobility))
(Mackenzie) King, something of an innocent abroad, proved much slower to bite on the bullet of disillusion.
Gordon Brook-Shepherd
Holding the reins were men like Mackenzie King, whose calculated inaction had almost silenced Gouzenko forever.
William Stevenson (Intrepid's Last Case)