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favourite quotes meme


aka just the place where lorimus and i dump awesome h/d quotes and can't remember which fic they came from months down the road.

Date: 2007-08-25 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
"I finally found the information we needed in a history book, written by Professor Binns of all people. Listen to this. Turns out that centuries ago, in the Middle Ages, there lived a wizard by the name of Algernon the Amorous."

"Algernon the Amorous? How interesting. You know, I've always wondered why the old wizards had special names, like Wendolyn the Weird and Uric the Oddball and such? Why did that tradition ever die out?" Draco asked curiously.

"I don't know. That's an interesting question," Hermione replied thoughtfully.

"Here's another interesting question: Why the FUCK are you two talking about wizard names when we are supposed to be finding a way to fix Draco's problem?" Harry asked, highly agitated.

Draco narrowed his eyes. "How is this my problem, Potter? It's all your fault."

"My fault? You're the one with the stamina of a first-year Hufflepuff," Harry replied testily.

"Oh, nice," Draco glared at Harry. "You know, I think we should bring back the tradition of giving wizards special names. We'll start with you, Potter. You can be Harry the Horny."

"Very funny. And you can be Draco the Frigid."

"I think there's supposed to be a bit of alliteration in there somewhere, you fuckwit."

"Okay, fine. How about Draco the Dick Tease? There's your alliteration."

Date: 2007-08-25 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
LMAO. NEVER GETS OLD. ♥
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Date: 2007-08-25 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com

God: SO YOU GUYS SERIOUSLY CLIMBED MOUNT EVEREST THE TALLEST MOUNTAIN IN THE WORLD HUH
T-Rex: Yep!
God: HOW WAS IT
T-Rex: ...Tall?
God: T-REX THAT IS THE WORST ANSWER THAT HAS EVER BEEN GIVEN TO THAT QUESTION - I SAY THIS AS GOD AND TRULY WITHOUT HYPERBOLE
T-Rex: Whatever, man! It WAS tall. It was also cold! It was cold, and tall.
God: I'M WRITING THIS DOWN SO I CAN PUT OUT A NEW BIBLE CALLED "BIBLE 2: GUESS WHAT? T-REX BLOWS AT DESCRIBING MOUNTAINS"

Date: 2007-08-25 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.

Date: 2007-08-25 09:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
With the worries that I'd give her in they told the worst of me
With my wanting just to hold your neck in my arms and feel me squeeze
No I'm not going to give you what you want so if you please
The sin that shapes your voice carries my ears this new disease

[Chorus:]
Did somebody take your tongue?
In worries of the words that you couldn't say if they could've saved them from
But I don't want to sleep without so I bid to you goodnight
Tonight, sleep tight, my love

The anxious through the calming storm you'll sit as you pray for rain
I'll touch it if you ask me to but how is up to you
No I'm not going to let you get up if you struggle willingly
I'll favor all your form to show you how its been done to me

[Chorus]

With all the words you say...you'll save

You were so well behaved
As you arched and made your way
This gift for you engraved
The shift as you stretch your legs
You were so well behaved
You were so well
Who taught these tricks that make...you were so well behaved

If the world stops turning girl you better not stop when I say
If there was nothing you could do to stop it why'd you try
Then the ground starts parting through the silence as you woke up the dead
Everything here dies alone...

But I'm not quite sure what you've been told
On labor day, Uh, I'm not starting with you but the faint of heart
While worries wait
But I'm not quite sure what this unfolds
On labor day, Uh, I'm not starting with you but the faint of heart

[Chorus]

(With all the words you say)
Did somebody take your tongue?
In worries of the words that you couldn't say if they could've saved them from
(With all the words you say)
But I don't want to sleep without so I bid to you goodnight
Tonight, sleep tight, my gun

Date: 2007-08-25 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com


"Fine," Juan whispered. "But don' be shitting me. Suspected it when you got beat up. Wouldn't leave your bedside. Lived at the hospital. Don' think he slept at all, just sat there watching you breathe. Had the nurses in tears with his constant yelling and screaming about your care. Sides, we all see the way you two are dancing around each other. How you two just know where each other is in the kitchen all the time. When your shirt rides up and shows your waist, the man's practically humping his grill. Me and Carlos have a bet. I say that Smith's a champion in the sack. All that uptight energy, man, it's got to go somewhere. I say he channels it to his dick. Carlos thinks he's a lousy lay, he's nothing but uptight. I got some serious money riding on this, so level with me. Plus, I think he's packing. Think the man's hung. Have another hundred on that as well. Thumbs up or down?"

Date: 2007-08-25 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
"Alright, then," Harry said, shrugging. It was, after all, Draco's decision. "So then we should probably just act normally towards each other, don't you think?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we should act like we used to, before all the…you know, kissy-kissy stuff," Harry said, blushing only slightly.

Draco looked amused. "The kissy-kissy stuff, Potter? Been hanging out with the first-year Hufflepuffs again?"
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Date: 2007-08-25 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
"I turned to the wilderness really, not to Mr. Kurtz, who, I was ready to admit, was as good as buried. And for a moment it seemed to me as if I also was buried in a vast grave full of unspeakable secrets. I felt an intolerable weight oppressing my breast, the smell of the damp earth, the unseen presence of victorious corruption, the darkness of an impenetrable night."

Date: 2007-08-25 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
Blue eyes say, "Love me or I die."
Brown eyes say, "Love me or I kill you."

Date: 2007-08-25 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
"Manners, Potter, or I'll have to give you a detention. You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments."

"Yeah, but you, unlike me, are a git, so get out and leave us alone."

Date: 2007-08-25 09:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
"We make a sad couple," she said, as though making a casual observation.

"Why would you say that?"

"A sorcerer and a harlot... There's something sad about that."

He grasped her hand and kissed the tips of her fingers.

"There's something sad about all couples," he said.

Date: 2011-08-15 11:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
this is r. scott bakker's the darkness that comes before

Date: 2007-08-25 09:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
No one will ever win the battle of the sexes;
there's too much fraternizing with the enemy.

Date: 2007-08-25 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
"You may wear that scar like a crown, Potter, but it is not up to a seventeen-year-old boy to tell me how to do my job! It's time you learned some respect!"

"It's time you earned it," said Harry

Date: 2007-08-25 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
"Jack doesn't like ass crack and ballsack! Jack likes boobs! Jack's got fans. Jack's got lots of fans."

Date: 2007-08-25 09:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
That first fuck was brutal. It probably couldn't have been anything else given our past. We marked the width of the each other's shoulders with bite marks, the length of each other's spine with scratches.

I suppose we both had something to prove. In my case, it was that my arse was far sweeter than any twat could be; and in his case, he was reclaiming my arse from all those other men.

Harry had always been a territorial bastard because he'd never gotten what he wanted; me because I'd never not gotten what I wanted. I needed to own, and Harry was so desperate to be owned. Shoving my legs apart with a brutal push with his knee, a nip to his bottom lip that fell just shy of breaking the skin, certainly hard enough to bruise, we made an equally compelling statement of love as it was ownership.

"Mine, mine, mine," I chanted in rhythm as he fucked the fucking stuffing out of me.

"Yours, yours, yours," he chanted back.

Date: 2011-08-15 11:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
lush life by pir8fancier

Date: 2007-08-25 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
and at the end of your low,
you pin my shoulders against the mattress,
arching your frame with
your stomach pushed outward,
your head tilting back with
your mouth partially open;
the sounds slur and
elevate slowly in volume.

Date: 2007-08-25 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
It was pretty bright, up on the rainbow bridge tonight
I could see into your window although you’re far away
You were racing in a car
Beside a boy, you just don’t know if he is up for
What you have in mind
If he is up for what you have in mind

Change is on the cards, but this time it will be hard
But I never want to leave you
We’ve never had a fight
You should never split a pole
You should never split at all
I wish I had two paths that I could follow
I’d write the ending without any sorrow

I will say a prayer, just while you are sitting there
I will wrap my hands around you
I know it will be fine
We‚ve got a fantasy affair
We didn’t get wet, we didn’t dare
Our aspirations, are wrapped up in books
Our inclinations are hidden in looks

Summer’s hastening on
I’m trying to get a feeling from the city
But I’ve been unfaithful
I’ve been travelling abroad
We’ve got a fantasy affair
We didn’t get wet, we didn’t dare
Our aspirations, are wrapped up in books
Our inclinations are hidden in looks

Date: 2007-08-25 09:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
"Seek not the favour of the multitude; it is seldom got by honest and lawful means. But seek the testimony of the few, and number not the voices but weigh them."

Date: 2007-08-25 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] masteroftrouble.livejournal.com
*grins*

From my LJ:

Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love. And then for a few close friends. And then for money. ~Moliere

"The only thing wrong is when you deny your feelings. It doesn't matter the sex, race, or color of the person that you love, just as long as your love is true and pure. Love is not wrong, only lying to yourself about who you love is. Now I'm not saying that you have to love a man, a woman is alright too, but just be true to yourself and your feelings. Your heart will never lead you astray."
~Another Nightmare

Perceptive woman: Anytime you overhear people, if you only hear a second of what they say, it's always completely stupid.
--Greenwich Village
Overheard by: Todd Seavey
overheardnyc

Some people are funny. They spend money they don't have, to buy things they don't need, to impress people they don't like.
--Jokes

"Love is love. God made you in *His* image. And since He does not make mistakes, who and how you love should not be challenged by any man, lest they wish to question the will of God."
~Afterimage

"Adults are always asking kids what they want to be when they grow up because they are looking for ideas."
~Paula Poundstone

"If you truly love someone, you can't hate them; no matter how much they screw with you and your head."
~unknown source

"I love talking about the Kennedy assassination. The reason I do is because I'm fascinated by it. I'm fascinated that our government could lie to us so blatantly, so obviously for so long, and we do absolutely nothing about it. People say "Bill, quit talking about Kennedy man. It was a long time ago, just let it go, alright? It's a long time ago, just forget it." I'm like, alright, then don't bring up Jesus to me. As long as we're talking shelf life here..."
~Bill Hicks

If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
~Unknown

"A Gryffindor will jump off a cliff," Penelope said. Her tone suggested that it was a well-worn proverb. "A Slytherin will push someone else off. A Hufflepuff will call in five hundred other Hufflepuffs, and they'll carve a stairway. And a Ravenclaw -- " She winked at Madeleine Aerie, who joined in with her: "A Ravenclaw will get hold of a flying carpet."
~Transfigurations

"if the internet wasn't made for just porn than it was certainly made for dramatic occasions involving porn."
~Elle ([livejournal.com profile] irrevokable)

From Facebook:

"Non illegitimi carborundum." ~unknown ("Don't let the bastards get you down.")

"Friends don't let friends become Florida Gators." ~unknown
(This can also be "Friends don't let friends become [insert name of rival or hated college here]." ^_^

"We are not retreating - we are advancing in another direction."
~Douglas MacArthur

Date: 2007-08-26 03:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bludger.livejournal.com
If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
~Unknown


That's a Jack Handey quote. :D

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Date: 2007-08-25 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
"You wrong me, Potter. I only verbally abuse you because I care."

Date: 2007-08-25 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
Lori,

You're the tree's knees!

Whompy

Date: 2007-08-25 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com



"Have you ever noticed that summer is when pretty girls come out? I suspect that you have, because it's totally true! I also suspect that I'm not supposed to notice - but wow! There are pretty girls EVERYWHERE. They're just walking around, chatting with their friends, being attractive. I like to look at them! They're so pretty!"

"Aren't you worried that you sound a little creepy?"

"How so?"

"Walking around saying, "girls are pretty"? I don't know! It's the sort of thing that everyone thinks but nobody says. How would you like it if a girl came up to you and said you were pretty?"

"Hah hah! I would be like, 'Hello!'


...I'd lick my lips while I said, 'Hello!'"

Date: 2007-08-25 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
"Are you jealous?" he asked, and Draco narrowed his eyes.

"Yes," he hissed, and Harry smiled a disarmingly sweet smile at him.

"You don't have to be," he said softly.

Date: 2011-08-15 11:39 pm (UTC)

Date: 2007-08-25 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ficlette.livejournal.com
Some people get lucky and kill two birds with one stone. Chuck Norris once killed four birds with half a stone. What's that? You say there's no such thing as half a stone? The four dead birds didn't think so, either.

Date: 2007-08-25 09:19 pm (UTC)

Date: 2007-08-25 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
Its a still life water color,
Of a now late afternoon,
As the sun shines through the curtained lace
And shadows wash the room.
And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference,
Like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives.

And you read your emily dickinson,
And I my robert frost,
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what weve lost.
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm,
Couplets out of rhyme,
In syncopated time
Lost in the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives.

Yes, we speak of things that matter,
With words that must be said,
Can analysis be worthwhile?
Is the theater really dead?
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
Youre a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our lives.

Date: 2007-08-25 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrevokable.livejournal.com
"Where's that smell coming from?" Parvati whispered to Lavender. "It reeks like a dead Niffler."

Draco tried to look unconcerned. Beside him, Harry was staring fixedly at an empty patch of grass a few metres away.

"What are you goggling at, Potter?" Draco demanded finally, knowing he would live to regret having asked.

"THE THESTRALS ARE GATHERING," Harry intoned angrily. "THEY ARE DRAWN BY INNOCENT BLOOD."

"Er," said Hagrid, "Not 'xactly, Harry -" He glanced around, confused. "I 'adn't meant to do thestrals today. Usually they only gather about when I'm shoveling out the rubbish pits..."

"DOOM," said Harry, with some satisfaction.

Hagrid was scratching his head. "They've got to be after something, but what...?"

The rest of the class looked around nervously. "Do thestrals eat people?" worried Lavender.

"No," said Hagrid. "Rotting meat, mostly..."

"IN OTHER WORDS," yelled Harry, "IT'S YOUR FAULT, MALFOY."

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