Mcshane Quotes

Laurie's going to have a mighty easy life all right. Annie Laurie McShane! She'll never have the hard times we had, will she? No. And she'll never have the fun we had, either. "Gosh! We did have fun, didn't we, Neeley?" Yeah! Poor Laurie, said Francie pityingly.

It gives me pleasure to walk through a room full of books and know that one of them might be the next story I fall in love with.

it’s because you’re a different person, every time you re-read a book, and you learn things your earlier self wouldn’t have noticed or wouldn’t have cared about. Or sometimes it’s just because the story is an old favorite, and it’s a comforting reminder of good things.

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My people believe bathing weakens you,” Gerrard said. “But my people are well known to be uncivilized.” “Your people don’t believe in drinking coffee. That’s a fair definition of uncivilized.

This is for you, all the women of the world Those who lived, all who ever will this is for your love, mine is yours Love is fate, I am here Because you know the meaning of life That begins and ends with a kiss We are knights in shining ardor, who toil for you And our children, it's a circle So they will know this truth Love is the sacred gospel, all we need to know As your son and lover, my spirit lives imbued With, from and by your wisdom and beauty I am here to pay honor and homage to your soul This is and will always be my devotion This I dedicate, because through you I become whole

Because anything is possible with people - even the ones you love, the ones you spend the most time with, even they can hold secrets.

The guard is under the impression that I am Home Defense’s liaison with this cooperative, which is true except for all the ways in which it is false.

Peace, tentative like a new shoot of grass, began working its way through the anxiety she had been carrying with her for a week. She who had never been more than one hundred miles from home in her life was now nearly ten times that distance away and preparing to go even farther. Thank you, papa, for driving me out of my tiny life into something so much vaster than I imagined. Thank you for thinking so little of me that I was forced to find a place where I was valued. Thank you.

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Someone always has to be the one to speak first, when both of you are wrong,” the Dowager said, “and I've never regretted being that person. So much better than letting things fester, even if the other person can't forgive.

How I wanted to be her, just for that moment. How I longed to be a mother who did not have to spend every second knowing what I know - that innocence is both the blessing and the curse of childhood.

Bancroft has his head so far up his ass he’s practically looking out his own mouth.” Anthony

waited for a few minutes before remembering I’m not the sort of woman who sits passively waiting for things to happen, and I didn’t care if wandering through the manor was against the rules.

Would you mind terribly if we didn’t make our relationship public just yet?

A gaggle of scribes.” “I believe the collective noun is actually a scribble of scribes.

The most pressing concern was horse pollution: The urban historians Clay McShane and Joel Tarr have calculated that New York’s horses carpeted city streets with as much as four million pounds of manure every day.

Awolf may roam freely here.  He is mac tire, son of the land.  But such freedom could be coming to an end.

Unlikely,” Jeremiah said. “He was drawing from legend, sure, but the elves he wrote about just suited his narrative. Not a lot of use for tiny sprites in Middle-Earth when the Fellowship is fighting orcs.

Willow North—a thief Serjian Kerish—a dowser Edmund Valant—King of Tremontane Felix Valant—Edmund’s son Terence Valant—Edmund’s brother, the Eminence Giles Rafferty—a rebel

He saw that the sun was riding low in the sky. It would be sunset soon. He had planned to be at the Mallory docks, Key West’s sunset mecca, for the island’s signature moment, but he was juiced by the idea that he might know where Finbar McShane was. There would be another sunset tomorrow. If he was still here to see it. The parking lane was one-way. It took him on a swing under the causeway and then out at the entrance to another marina. He saw boat ramps and, beyond them, the houseboats grouped together on the water like a floating village. Most of them had smaller runabouts with outboards attached to back-door docks and decks. The houseboats were painted in pastels, two-story structures sitting on barges and lashed together to create a community. From Bosch’s angle of view he counted eight houses extending out into Garrison Bight. The second

I despise men like him. Thinking his needs and desires are so important you should change to meet them.

I don’t like waiting,” he said. “Never have. When there’s something you want to do, and you can’t because it has to happen at the right time or everything will be ruined…and yet you’re ready, inside, to do or say whatever it is…am I making sense? Because I think I may be spouting madness.

Somebody who’s willing to commit murder, even by proxy, is no one whose ultimate goals are noble,

This was what she wanted, peace in her homemade family, and if it came at the cost of some corner of her heart, that was no great sacrifice.

Kalanath edged forward until he was next to her. “It is beautiful,” he said, gesturing at the flock. “God’s beloved, all in one place.” “You said before that sheep are sacred to God. Why is that?” “For many reasons. Because when God called all the animals of earth together to hear Her commands, the sheep were the only ones who came.” He

Davies.” Lucia took hold of a book and half-pulled it off the shelf, rocking it back and forth on its base. “How straightforward do you think prophecy is? People don’t just receive a book and read out exactly the answer they came for. They have to work at understanding it.

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and mouth and made her eyes feel roasted. She felt no fear, merely sat with her arms around her knees, her white, flannel nightgown tucked over her feet, and marveled at the fire’s power and beauty. She had never seen such color. It made every memory she had of this dismal room seem even more faded and dispirited. Then the heat battered at her again, and she realized she would die if she did nothing. So she reached out from within herself, and extinguished it. It vanished between one heartbeat and the next, leaving behind the cold ash and charred beams of a long-dead fire. Patches of wallpaper here and there lent a leprous look to the walls. She heard screaming from somewhere nearby; that, and the void left by the fire’s howl, filled her ears with a dull ringing sound. I believe