Mavis Quotes

Be who you were meant to be and not what you've allowed yourself to become," Kate said to Mavis as she wavered over following her dream. from 'Lifesong

What about your crepe?" "Stuff It." "She's crazy about you," Mavis commented. "It's almost embarrassing, the way she fawns.

You--Roarke." Eyes watering, she reached for more tissue. "Jesus, Eve. Jesus Christ, you never sleep with anybody. And you're telling me you slept with Roarke?" "That's not precisely accurate. We didn't sleep.

Mavis' bear sailed through the air in Cassie's room, falling onto the bed. 'What's he in aid of?' 'He's reconnaissance expert. He wouldn't hear of me enterin' potential hostile ground without testin' for fire. Has his sacrifice been in vain?

I follow my orders without question, as a good soldier would. You ask the same from your soldiers.' 'No, I ask them to be good people. That way if they follow my orders, I will know I am doing the right thing.

But Eve had already scented it, already—despite herself—begun to smile. “It’s coffee,” she murmured, unaware of the way her voice softened as she reached for the simple brown bag Mavis held. “Coffee.” Illusions shattered, Mavis stared. “The man’s got more money than God, and he sends you a bag of coffee?” “Real coffee.” “Oh, well then.” In disgust, Mavis waved a hand. “I don’t care what the damn stuff costs a pound, Dallas. A woman wants glitter.” Eve brought the bag to her face and sniffed deep. “Not this woman. The son of a bitch knew just how to get to me.” She sighed. “In more ways than one.

seni bir gün en yakının ele verirse eğer,öğren susmasını ve ağlamamasını. bir kavanozun içinde mavi bir gül yetiştir her gün daha çok yaşayan. bir masalın ağzını kapat ve yat geniş odalarda. bir oksijen çadırında. ona kötü bir şey olsun istedim. bana aşık olsun istedim.

(Eve)"Hold on. You have to give them a gift for moving?" "Uh-huh. Plus they're shacking, so it should be a couple thing." She (Mavis) ate another canape, fed on to Leonardo. "Why does there have to be a gift for every damn thing?" Eve complained. "Retail conspiracy." Roarke patter her knee. "I bet it is," Eve said darkly. "I just bet it is.

Stories are not chapters of novels. They should not be read one after another, as if they were meant to follow along. Read one. Shut the book. Read something else. Come back later. Stories can wait.

Some never participate. Life happens to them. They get by on little more than dumb persistence and resist with anger or violence all things that might lift them out of resentment-filled illusions of security. -Alma Mavis Taraza

Might have to go to London," she murmured. "Huh. Wouldn't it be a kick in the head if I really did have to be out of the country hunting a criminal mastermind when Mavis goes into labor?" "I, my ass. That goes to we or I'll hurt you

If you want to make a difference, the next time you see someone being cruel to another human being, take it personally. Take it personally because it is personal.

Dost Bir gece habersiz bize gel Merdivenler gıcırdamasın Öyle yorgunum ki hiç sorma Sen halimden anlarsın Sabahlara kadar oturup konuşalım Kimse duymasın Mavi bir gökyüzümüz olsun kanatlarımız Dokunarak uçalım. insanlardan buz gibi soğudum, işte yalnız sen varsın Öyle halsizim ki hiç sorma Anlarsın.

Birisini sevmekle gelen o inanılmaz hoşgörünün gücü azaldığında, ayrıntılar bile batar insana.

İçinde nefret bile olsa alışkanlık ya da bağımlılık yaratan her ilişki biraz aşktır.

Erkeklerin en çok yönlüsü bile monotondur, bu yüzden asıl çok eşliliğe gereksinen kadınlardır. Çünkü cinsel çeşitlilik ihtiyacı insanı öldürmez ama duygusal yetmezlik öldürür.

I cook better than you," Nick corrected absently. "I think monkeys can probably be taught to cook better than you." "I'd like to have a monkey that cooked for me," said Jamie. " I would pay him in bananas. His name would be Alphonse." "I agree, that would be awesome." Mae said. "People would come for dinner just to see the monkey chef." "You're raving," Nick said, defrosting chicken in the microwave. Mae was a bit impressed with how he seemed to look at the appliance and instantly comprehend its mysteries, when she'd been heating up ready-made meals for years by a method of pressing random buttons and hoping. " I know that's the only way Jamie communicates with people, but I expected better of you, Mavis." "We're cutting out the whole Mavis thing right now, Nick," Mae said warningly. "How many bananas would be good payment for a monkey?" Jamie wanted to know. " I would want to pay Alphonse a fair wage.

If someone creates a Nobel Prize for Unsung Hero, my nominee will be the divorced single mother

Mavis.’ He paled a bit. ‘Eve, tell me you’re not going shopping with Mavis.’ His reaction brightened her mood a little. ‘She has this friend. He’s a designer.’ ‘Dear Christ.’ ‘She says he’s mag. Just needs a break to make a name for himself. He has a little workshop in Soho.’ ‘Let’s elope. Now. You look fine.’ Her grin flashed. ‘Scared?’ ‘Terrified.’ ‘Good. Now we’re even.’ Delighted to be on level footing, she leaned in and kissed him. ‘Now you can worry about what I’ll be wearing on the big day for the next few weeks. Gotta go.’ She patted his cheek. ‘I’m meeting her in twenty minutes.’ ‘Eve.’ Roarke grabbed for her hand. ‘You wouldn’t do something ridiculous?’ She tugged her way free. ‘I’m getting married, aren’t I? What could be more ridiculous?

Converts have it soft," said Mary. "They come to it late, without ever having had the Devil under the bed. They sail in and admire the stained-glass windows. All the dirty work has been done.

Büyük bir hürriyet, tabii büyük bir yalnızlıktır.

Even though Mavis was my secret friend, she is the only one I hope I see again. She’s the only one I wonder about. I hope she wonders about me too.

Öğretmeninin yanlışını bulmanın keyfiyle sevinen bütün büyümemiş insanlar gibi sırıttı genç asker. Büyüyenlerse, öğretmenlerinin yanlışlarını bulmaya başladıklarında müthiş kederlenirler!

We’re going to get a couple things straight here, Roarke.’ ‘Your color’s back.’ Pleased with himself, he rose and nipped a kiss onto the tip of her nose. ‘That gray cast to your skin didn’t suit you.’ Then he grunted as her fist jammed into his stomach. He cleared his throat manfully. ‘Your energy level’s obviously up, too. Want coffee?’ ‘I want you to know that if you ever pull a stunt like that again, I’ll . . .’ She trailed off, narrowed her eyes at Mavis. ‘What are you grinning at?’ ‘It’s fun to watch. You two are so tipped over each other.’ ‘So tipped he’s going to end up on his back checking out the ceiling if he doesn’t watch out.

I still do not know what impels anyone sound of mind to leave dry land and spend a lifetime describing people who do not exist. If it is child's play, an extension of make believe - something one is frequently assured by people who write about writing - how to account for the overriding wish to do that, just that, only that, and consider it as rational an occupation as riding a bicycle over the Alps?

Roarke called here about a half an hour before you showed up.” “He did?” “Real casual like. Asked about the baby, like that. I may not have seen it if I hadn’t been looking, because he’s just that good. But you’re not the only one bleeding tonight.

Ama her şey yalnızlık içinde büyüdü. Büyüdü. İnsan sevgisi zaman zaman yalnızlığımızın boyutlarını aştı, zaman zaman da insanlar yalnızlığımızı birbaşınalığımızdan daha derin, daha dayanılmaz boyutlara iteledi. O zaman kentin denizlerini izledik. Dalgaların köpüklerinin sonsuzluğu anımsattığı bir zaman ışığında. Kuzey rüzgarının mavi-yeşile bürüdüğü suların yüzeyinde. O kentte kimse mutlu olmadı, ama kimse de mutsuz değildi. Çünkü kimse inanmaz mutluluğa.

Why do we love each other? Because we are what we are, and we're both okay with it.

Uzaktaki sevilen, yosunlu deniz kokar. Rengi turkuvazdır. "Anne özlemi" fırından yeni çıkmış ev kurabiyesi kokar. Rengi yeşildir. "Baba özlemi" tütün kokar. Bu özlem deve tüyü rengindedir.

There was just Mavis and me, but it never seemed lonely because we never stopped talking. I could have an argument, in earnest, about who was the best “Kid” in the Hall, without having to explain who they were. One friend with whom you have a lot in common is better than three with whom you struggle to find things to talk about. We never needed best friend gear because I guess with real friends you don’t have to make it official. It just is.

Yeryüzünün en zalim ve intikamcı yaratığının insan olduğuna bizzat şahit olanlar artık yalnızdır arkadaşım.Onlar artık hiçbir insanoğlu ve insankızıyla akraba,arkadaş,yakın olmak istemezler.İşte ben bu nedenle kimsesiz kaldım.Artık tamamen yalnızım.

If you listen at doors, you hear what you deserve.

Okay.” Mavis nodded decisively. “Then you tear it down. You don’t take no for an answer. You nag and you pick and you stick until it pops out of him. Whatever it is. Girls are good at this, Dallas.” “I’m not good at being a girl.” “Sure you are. You’re your own kind of girl. Think of it as kicking his ass until he cracks.

She was a pretty girl, with a pointed face and blue-black hair. But she was an untidy, a dusty sort of girl, and you felt that in a few years something might go wrong; she might get swollen ankles or grow a mustache.

What do you think of human intelligence?" asked Mavis Pellington lamely. "Of whose intelligence in particular?" asked Tobermory coldly. "Oh, well, mine for instance," said Mavis with a feeble laugh. "You put me in an embarrassing position," said Tobermory, whose tone and attitude certainly did not suggest a shred of embarrassment. "When your inclusion in this house-party was suggested Sir Wilfrid protested that you were the most brainless woman of his acquaintance, and that there was a wide distinction between hospitality and the care of the feeble-minded. Lady Blemley replied that your lack of brain-power was the precise quality which had earned you your invitation, as you were the only person she could think of who might be idiotic enough to buy their old car. You know, the one they call 'The Envy of Sisyphus,' because it goes quite nicely up-hill if you push it.

By one tomorrow, I'll look enough like her to pass. I'm calling Mavis." "Oh." Peabody brightened. "Oh, that's iced." "Easy for you to say. You won't have to listen to lectures from her and Trina on why I haven't had my eyebrows shaped lately, or why I haven't used the butt cream or whatever. And I'll probably have to agree to a full treatment after the op." This was said with undisguised bitterness. "I know how they work." "You're a true soldier, sir, sacrificing yourself for the cause." "Wipe that smile off your face, Officer." "Wiping, sir.

As she read over Eve's shoulder, Mavis let out a low whistle. "Not the Roarke! The incredibly wealthy, fabulous to look at, sexily mysterious Roarke who owns approximately twenty-eight percent of the world, and its satellites?" All Eve felt was irritation. "He's the only one I know." "You know him." Mavis rolled her green shadowed eyes. "Dallas, I've underestimated you unforgivably. Tell me everything. How, when, why? Did you sleep with him? Tell me you slept with him, then give me every tiny detail." "We've had a secret, passionate affair for the last three years, during which time I bore him a son who's being raised on the far side of the moon by Buddhist monks.

Tell me, Harry, what difference would it make if it wasn't real?" Harry thought a moment, his chinless face sour. "We wouldn't have to do what we think we have to do. But even if we don't have to do what we think we have to do, it won't make any difference if we do it Which means we should just go ahead." Mavis sighed. "Just go ahead." "Just go ahead," said Hagbard. "A powerful mantra." "And if we don't go ahead," said George, "it doesn't matter either. Which means that we just do go ahead." "Another powerful mantra," said Hagbard. "Just do go ahead.

Belki de bütün sıkıntıların sebebi bu. Belki paranın kendisi değil de sayısı önemlidir. İnsanların yaşamasında önemli olan ayrıntılar değil mi? Ayrıntısız yaşayan yalnız bitkler. Azotlu, sulu, klorofilli, güneş ışıklı bir yaşama. Biraz da hayvanlar. At, aşacağı kısrak topalmış, kemikliymiş aldırmaz. Genen de yem yediği ahırın, çifte koşulduğu tarlanın yolunu ayırır. Köpekler, görmeye alışmadıkları bir çeşit giysi giymiş insana havlarlar. Ya insanlar? Onların yaşamında her şey ayrıntı. Önemli olan yemek değil, yenece yemeğin çeşididir; giysi değil, giysinin çeşidi. Günlerin adı bile... Belli günlerde belli yaşamaları vardır. Pazar günleri pazarlık yaşamalarını kuşanırlar, çarşambaları çarşambalık! Hep ayrıntılar! Paranın sayısı gibi. Güler'in mavi gözlü oluşu gibi.

Aklın akçesi geçmiyor aşk mezadında.

Tuhaf değil mi, duyguların kıkırdaktan yapıldığını sanırdım ben. Oysa kemiklerimi kırdılar!

Sessizliğin gücünü küçümseyen ya da inkar edenler, kanımca önemli bir silahın farkında değiller.

You've got to take time for you, or your internal organs get all shriveled and your skin goes saggy. I read all about it. Anyway, Trina's got some outrageous new body paint." "No. Absolutely. I don't do body paint." Mavis rolled her eyes. "For me, Dallas. We know you. But I think you should give it a try one of these days. I bet Roarke would really go for the Gold-Dust. It does amazing things for the boobs. Makes them sparkle." "I don't want sparkling boobs." "It's flavored, too. Frangipani." "Really?" Roarke blew out a stream of smoke. "I'm very fond of tropical flavors.

Şimdi artık biliyorum ki, bütün yaşantımız içinde ancak bir kaç kişiye böyle hak tanırız. Onu şımartır, yüz verir, alttan alır ve hatta ona teslim bile oluruz. O da bunu, zaten taa en başından bilmektedir. Eğer çok şanslı değilseniz, karşınızdaki şımarır, ipin ucunu kaçırır. Bİn pişman olur, incinir, düşkırıklıklarıyla yaralanır ve acı çekersiniz sonunda. Bazen, çok ender de olsa şanslısınızdır ve bir mucize yaşarsınız. Çünkü, karşınıza dilinize akraba biri çıkmıştır. ( Tanrım mucizeleri ne çok seviyoruz böyle! ) O sırada kaç yaşında olduğunuzun kesinlikle bir önemi yoktur. (Hayır yoktur!) Ve ben şanslıydım!

It's a fucking pharmaceutical conspiracy, Eve. We've wiped out just about every known plague, disease, and infection. Oh, we come up with a new one every now and again, to give the researchers something to do. But none of these bright-eyed medical types, none of the medi-computers can figure out how to cure the common fucking cold. You know why?" Even couldn't stop the smile. She waited patiently until Mavis finished another bout of explosive sneezing. "Why?" "Because the pharmaceutical companies need to sell drugs. You know what a damn sinus tab costs? You can get anticancer injections cheaper. I swear it.

Sen hiç kimsenin olamayacağı kadar çok şeyimsin benim... yüreğimde sana ayrılan yer herkesinkinden büyük. yalnızca bir arkadaş, bir kan kardeş, bir sırdaş, bir çok yakın dost değil, bir büyük sevgisin sen... yanında sonsuz şımarabileceğim ve hala kaybetmekten kormayacağım tek kişi... yani biraz annem, biraz babam, hatta hiç görmediğim dedem, belki hiç doğmayacak oğlum... sonra daimi hayranım ve tabi dokunulmamış sevgilim... sen benim masumiyetimsin tuna... benim en yakınımsın! aslında belki öbür yarımsın? bütün bunlar ne demek anlıyor musun? hı?

He loves me. Roarke, I mean. He loves me.” “Oh, so very much.” “Nobody did before. Before Mavis, she just wouldn’t give up and leave me alone. And Feeney. But he’d feel weird saying the whole love thing, so . . .” She mimed zipping fingers over her lips. “But Roarke doesn’t feel weird about it. He’s full of it, the love, I mean. And when he loves me, things that never worked in me did—do. It was easier when they didn’t work, but it’s better when they do. You know?” “I do. You should rest now.” “Want to finish, give my report. Is my face messed up? I hate when that happens. Not like I’m pretty or anything, but—” “You’re the most beautiful woman ever born,” Roarke said from the doorway, and Eve sent him a woozy, drugged smile. “See, told ya he’s full of it.

Ah . . . listen. It’s better for your case, and your fancy lawyers would back me up, if you and I aren’t seen running around together. Primary investigator and defendant. It doesn’t look good.” “You mean I can’t—” Mavis shut her mouth, regrouped. “All right then, we won’t go running around together. Leonardo can work here. Roarke won’t mind, will you?” “On the contrary.” He took a satisfied drag on his cigarette. “I think it’s a perfect solution.” “One big happy family,” Eve mumbled. “The primary, the defendant, and the tenant of the murder scene, who also happens to be the victim’s former lover and the defendant’s current. Are you all insane?

I wanted to say something to you, before everything changes again. Because I know this is going to change everything. A good change. An abso mag change, but still. Dallas, you're the best person I know." "Are you sure you haven't had the drugs already?" Mavis gave a watery laugh. "I mean it. Leonardo, he's the sweetest, but you're the best. You do what's right, you do what matters, whatever it takes. Your the first of my family, and you really started me on the road. I wouldn't be here, wouldn't be doing this except for you." "I think Leonardo had more to do with it" Mavis grinned, rubbed her belly. "Yeah, he had the fun part. I love you. We love you." She too Eve's hand, laid it on her belly. "I wanted to tell you" "Mavis, if I didn't love you, I'd be a thousand miles from this room.

ONLAR Onlar ki toprakta karınca, suda balık, havada kuş kadar çokturlar; korkak, cesur, cahil, hakim ve çocukturlar ve kahreden yaratan ki onlardır, destanımızda yalnız onların maceraları vardır. Onlar ki uyup hainin iğvasına sancaklarını elden yere düşürürler ve düşmanı meydanda koyup kaçarlar evlerine ve onlar ki bir nice murtada hançer üşürürler ve yeşil bir ağaç gibi gülen ve merasimsiz ağlayan ve ana avrat küfreden ki onlardır, destanımızda yalnız onların maceraları vardır. Demir, kömür ve şeker ve kırmızı bakır ve mensucat ve sevda ve zulüm ve hayat ve bilcümle sanayi kollarının ve gökyüzü ve sahra ve mavi okyanus ve kederli nehir yollarının, sürülmüş toprağın ve şehirlerin bahtı bir şafak vakti değişmiş olur, bir şafak vakti karanlığın kenarından onlar ağır ellerini toprağa basıp doğruldukları zaman. En bilgin aynalara en renkli şekilleri aksettiren onlardır. Asırda onlar yendi, onlar yenildi. Çok sözler edildi onlara dair ve onlar için: zincirlerinden başka kaybedecek şeyleri yoktur, denildi.