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101. "The house was full of murmuring voices. I could practically feel each room getting choked with the hot breath of other people."
Author: Adam Rapp
102. "I've heard the story about the woman who opened the box and let havoc grab a choke hold on the world."
Author: Alex Adams
103. "We were in Venice at the time of the revels before Lent. I went into the plaza wearing a mask and hood. I saw a pretty girl, dark skin, dark eyes. She smelled strong of fish and capers and fried artichokes. I kissed her for Beauty's sake. For Lady's sake. Behind the veil of the mask, in the old Jewish Quarter, I kissed her, kissed her, and didn't cry, because I know one day I will die. And I will not rise again."
Author: Alice Randall
104. "A good word will spread in the grapevine, bringing forth clusters of grapes and the benevolent of wine; a bad word will spread withering the vines, and choke the potential grapes."
Author: Anthony Liccione
105. "Too much information will make your brain choke."
Author: Bryan Davis
106. "He was rather a low sort of pony. The fact is, he had been originally jobbed out by the day, and he never quite got over his old habits. He was clever in melodrama too, but too broad--too broad. When the mother died, he took the port-wine business.''The port-wine business!' cried Nicholas.'Drinking port-wine with the clown,' said the manager; 'but he was greedy, and one night bit off the bowl of the glass, and choked himself, so his vulgarity was the death of him at last."
Author: Charles Dickens
107. "Explain me to myself, you'll make me choke on my lunch. Feel sympathy for me, I'll puke monkey blood on your understated shoes."
Author: Don DeLillo
108. "Humph." She peered down suspiciously as he parted the leaves to reveal the choke. "That doesn't look very tasty.""That's because it isn't," he said. "Pay heed: the artichoke is a shy vegetable. She covers herself in spine-tipped leaves that must be carefully peeled away, and underneath shields her treasure with a barricade o' soft needles. They must be tenderly, but firmly, scraped aside. Ye must be bold, for if yer not, she'll never reveal her soft heart."He finished cutting away the thistles and placed the small, tender heart on the center of her plate.She wrinkled her nose. "That's it? But it's so small.""Ah, and d'ye judge a thing solely upon size alone?"She made a choking sound."
Author: Elizabeth Hoyt
109. "Rank asked why the artist so often avoids clinical neurosis when he is so much a candidate for it because of his vivid imagination, his openness to the finest and broadest aspects of experience, his isolation from the cultural world-view that satisfies everyone else. The answer is that he takes in the world, but instead of being oppressed by it he reworks it in his own personality and recreates it in the work of art. The neurotic is precisely the one who cannot create—the "artiste-manque," as Rank so aptly called him. We might say that both the artist and the neurotic bite off more than they can chew, but the artist spews it back out again and chews it over in an objectified way, as an external, active, work project. The neurotic can't marshal this creative response embodied in a specific work, and so he chokes on his introversions. The artist has similar large-scale introversions, but he uses them as material."
Author: Ernest Becker
110. "He hurried the phrase ‘educated at Oxord,' or swallowed it, or choked on it, as though it had bothered him before."
Author: F. Scott Fitzgerald
111. "Religion has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man—living in the sky—who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do. And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full offire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever 'til the end of time ... But He loves you!"
Author: George Carlin
112. "The Lurking Fear:Shrieking, slithering, torrential shadows of red viscous madness chasing one another through endless, ensanguined condors of purple fulgurous sky... formless phantasms and kaleidoscopic mutations of a ghoulish, remembered scene; forests of monstrous over-nourished oaks with serpent roots twisting and sucking unnamable juices from an earth verminous with millions of cannibal devils; mound-like tentacles groping from underground nuclei of polypous perversion... insane lightning over malignant ivied walls and demon arcades choked with fungous vegetation... Heaven be thanked for the instinct which led me unconscious to places where men dwell; to the peaceful village that slept under the calm stars of clearing skies."
Author: H.P. Lovecraft
113. "Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare . . . what did Professor Sprout say? — it likes the dark and the damp —""So light a fire!" Harry choked."Yes — of course — but there's no wood!" Hermoine cried, wringing her hands."HAVE YOU GONE MAD?" Ron bellowed. "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?"
Author: J.K. Rowling
114. "People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much. You can salt your heart, or kill your heart, or you can choose between the two realities. There is much pain here. Some people think you can have your cake and eat it. The cake goes mouldy and they choke on what's left. Going back after a long time will make you mad, because the people you left behind do not like to think of you changed, will treat you as they always did, accuse you of being indifferent, when you are only different."
Author: Jeanette Winterson
115. "Don't you ever think of going back?" Silly question. There are threads that help you find your way back, and there are threads that intend to bring you back. Mind turns to the pull, it's hard to pull away. I'm always thinking of going back. When Lot's wife looked over her shoulder, she turned into a pillar of salt.Pillars hold things up, and salt keeps things clean, but it's a poor exchange for losing your self. People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much. You can salt your heart, or kill your heart, or you can choose between two realities. There is much pain here. Some people think you can have your cake and eat it. The cake goes mouldy and they choke on what's left."
Author: Jeanette Winterson
116. "Shut up." She put her finger to his lips, and his voice choked off. She said slowly, "I've learned I can live without you."Kasimir's heart cracked inside his chest. He'd lost her. She was going to send him away, back into the bleak winter."But I've also learned," Josie whispered, "that I don't want to." Her brown eyes were suddenly warm, like the sky after a sudden spring storm. "I tried to stop loving you. But once I love someone, I love for life." Her lips lifted in a trembling smile. "I'm stubborn that way."
Author: Jennie Lucas
117. "Well, you know, after we talked about it, I knew I had to say something to her soon. You… you gave me the courage to do it." Tanner choked. I was seriously going to spin-kick him in the balls, but Syd smiled— smiled so widely and beautifully that Tanner's balls might be safe."
Author: Jennifer L. Armentrout
118. "As in 'The Three Billy Goats Gruff'?" The skull howled with laughter. "You just got your ass handed to you by a nursery tale?""I wouldn't say they handed me my ass," I said.Bob was nearly strangling on his laughter, and given that he had no lungs it seemed gratuitous somehow. "That's because you can't see yourself," he choked out. "Your nose is all swollen up and you've got two black eyes. You look like a raccoon. Holding a dislocated ass."
Author: Jim Butcher
119. "The one thing the blues don't get is the backing and pushing of TV and radio like a lot of this garbage you hears. They choke stuff down people's throat so they got no choice but to listen to it."
Author: John Lee Hooker
120. "He grimaced. ‘Jesus, for a girl who made tea for a living you make a terrible cup.'‘You're just used to lesbian tea,' I said. ‘All that lapsang souchong herbal stuff.'‘Lesbian tea!' He almost choked. ‘Well, it's better than this stair varnish. Christ. You could stand a spoon up in that."
Author: Jojo Moyes
121. "And then he asked me how I felt about you."Now I put real effort into wrestling out of his choke hold, eventually succeeding. I pull back and stare at Shane, horrified. "He didn't.""He did." His expression is carefully blank, dark eyes fathomless."And…you said…""I said…""That you're in awe of me?""Uh-huh.""That you admire my work ethic?""Yep.""And envy my wicked sense of humor?""No.""My fabulous legs?""Meh.""You lie!"
Author: Julianna Keyes
122. "He drew in a shaky breath. "How can you ask me to let you die?" he choked, still keeping the blade at the prince's throat. A thread of blood formed under the knife, and ran down to Ash's collar. "I'd do anything for you, Meghan. Just...not that. Not that."Gently, I reached up and closed my fingers around the knife hilt, easing it down and away from Ash's neck. Puck resisted for a moment, then stepped back with a sob. The dagger fell from his grip and clanged to the floor."
Author: Julie Kagawa
123. "Wow," he muttered, his voice choked with tears. "Here we are, the last night and all, and I can't think of anything to say."I pressed my palm to his cheek, feeling the moisture beneath my fingers, and smiled at him. "How about 'goodbye'?""Nah." Puck shook his head. "I make a point of never saying goodbye, princess. Makes it sound like you're never coming back.""Puck—"He bent down and kissed me softly on the lips. Ash stiffened, arms tightening around me, but Puck slid out of reach before either of us could react. "Take care of her, ice-boy," he said, smiling as he backed up several paces. "I guess I won't be seeing you, either, will I? It was...fun, while it lasted.""I'm sorry we didn't get to kill each other," Ash said quietly.Puck chuckled and bent to retrieve his fallen dagger. "My one and only regret. Too bad, that would have been an epic fight." Straightening, he gave us that old, stupid grin, raising a hand in farewell. "See you around, lovebirds."
Author: Julie Kagawa
124. "If he touches you, I'll come in and choke him to death."
Author: Kristin Cashore
125. "Blue Duck could never avoid a moment of fear, when his father's eyes became the eyes of a snake. He choked off his insult -- he knew that if he spoke, he might, in an instant, find himself fighting Buffalo Hump. He had seen it before, with other warriors. Someone would say one word too many, would fail to see the snake in his father's eyes, and the next moment Buffalo Hump would be pulling his long bloody knife from between the other warrior's ribs. Blue Duck waited. He knew that it was not a day to fight his father."
Author: Larry McMurtry
126. "His back to the room, Jackson said, "I need a Chris." Because Chris was gay, Dare choked and Trace laughed."
Author: Lori Foster
127. "You bite off more than you can chew, 'course you're going to choke. One bite at a time. And that goes for thinking things, too, not just food."
Author: Margaret Peterson Haddix
128. "The town office building has a giant filing cabinet full of death certificates that say choked to death on his own anger or suffocated from unexpressed feelings of unhappiness."
Author: Miriam Toews
129. "IF YOU CHOKE YOUR POTENTIAL BEFORE IT HAS AN OPPORTUNITY TO BECOME A POSSIBILITY YOU WILL NEVER REACH YOUR DESTINY"
Author: Mo Stegall
130. "Perhaps it was freedom itself that choked her."
Author: Patricia Highsmith
131. "I'll keep peace at all cost, even if I choke to death on my tongue."
Author: Paula Deen
132. "Khaemwaset's eyes remained on the riverbank as the green confusion of spring glided by. Beyond the fecund, brilliant life of the bank with its choked river growth, its darting, piping birds, its busy insects and occasionally its sleepy grinning crocodiles, was a wealth of rich black soil in which the fellahin were struggling, knee-deep, to strew the fresh seed."
Author: Pauline Gedge
133. "I am not a churchgoing man. Strangled in the vines of form and choked with ritual Christians, Sunday service held no appeal for me as a child. When my parents released me from compulsory attendance, I would never return. In my view, religion is best practiced out of doors, in nature's cathedral of miracles where spirits and the arts of heaven mingle unencumbered. The spirits were present on the tiny unmarked parcel at Mount Vernon that early autumn afternoon.Hazel and I stood for a long while in complete silence. Words would have marred, much as they misserve this inadequate telling of what we felt. We had been touched by wearied souls calling, in a language ethereal as morning mist, from the near realm that awaits us all.These were 'our' ancestors and, alone behind an old wooden outbuilding, my wife and I had wordlessly worshiped with them on that clear crisp afternoon."
Author: Randall Robinson
134. "Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears. Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those eyes. Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokeberry, mint and lime; I love to hear it speaking. Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow, and pain. Shared and once again shared experience."
Author: Ray Bradbury
135. "I think you smoke them so you have something to do while thinking up your next witty line."He choked on the smoke, caught between inhaling and laughing. "Rose Hathaway, I can't wait to see you again. If you're this charming while tired and annoyed and this gorgeous while bruised and in ski clothes, you must be devastating at your peak.""If by 'devastating' you mean that you should fear for your life, then yeah. You're right." I jerked open the door. "Good night, Adrian.""I'll see you soon.""Not likely. I told you, I'm not into older guys."I walked into the lodge. As the door closed, I just barely heard him call behind me, "Sure, you aren't."
Author: Richelle Mead
136. "Victory in defeat, there is none higher. She didn't give up, Ben; she's still trying to lift that stone after it has crushed her. She's a father working while cancer eats away his insides, to bring home one more pay check. She's a twelve-year-old trying to mother her brothers and sisters because mama had to go to Heaven. She's a switchboard operator sticking to her post while smoke chokes her and fire cuts off her escape. She's all the unsung heroes who couldn't make it but never quit."
Author: Robert A. Heinlein
137. "Mithorden: 'He was brilliant, yes, but ready to laugh at himself when he made mistakes. You may not believe it, but he made mistakes often.'Luthiel: 'Why?' She choked around her tears.Mithorden: 'Because he tried to do great things. Anyone can succeed at easy things. But the things Valkire tried were very difficult. He wanted to make things better for people of all races -- for he saw the good in them."
Author: Robert Fanney
138. "Great robber though he was, Kandata could only trash about like a dying frog as he choked on the blood of the pond."
Author: Ryūnosuke Akutagawa
139. "I didn't choose to be the Angel of Death, blast it!" He practically spat the words. When she blinked, taken aback by his vehemence, he added, "That was some fool's idea of a joke"She kept staring at him, speechless. A joke? Her brother's death was a joke to someone?Seeing her reaction, he went on in a low, tortured voice, "After Roger's accident, I wore black to mourn him. Since Roger wasn't my family, Chetwin commented on it, saying that I dressed in black because Death was my constant companion. He pointed out that everyone I touched died--my parents, my best friend...everyone."He began to pace the clearing, pain etched in his features. "Chetwin was right, of course. Death was my constant companion. So it was no great surprise when other people started calling me the Angel of Death." His voice grew choked. "I fit the part, after all."-Gabriel to Virginia"
Author: Sabrina Jeffries
140. "No. Caia's heart thumped angrily. They were not going to treat Lucien like some C-list recruit, whilst they pandered to her, just because they wanted something from her. And she needed Lucien close by. This was all so weird, so fast; she needed his strength beside her."Yeah, well, while you're at it, ask Madam to arrange a guest suite for Lucien in close location to mine."He frowned. "Together you mean?"Caia flushed. "No, not together. Next to one another."Lucien was beginning to look seriously, uncomfortably, pissed off. "Caia you don't-" "It's not for you, it's for me, so swallow it or choke on it."
Author: Samantha Young
141. "When my girlfriend and I talk about being happy, I'll get choked up, which I think is the greatest gift you can give a girlfriend."
Author: Seth Meyers
142. "There are girls who are so fierce that wearing pink makes them look that much cooler (especially when paired with black-and-white-striped tights or a skull choker). On those badass vixens, pink becomes an in-your-face dare that says "hey, world, even in the girliest of colors, I'm still cool as hell, so don't fuck with me."
Author: Shauna Cross
143. "I can't kill him." Celena"You can do it baby." Rafeal"You told me just last night that you wanted to choke the life out of me." RafaelThat was for hogging the remote, and I wasn't serious. This is entirely different." Celena"
Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon
144. "Life should be dealt with in small bites, large gulps will choke you."
Author: TA Guimont
145. "I feel like a lot of people in the hip hop world don't take me seriously as a rapper, and I feel that first-and-foremost I came up as a rapper before I started singing. All a lot of people know from me is 'Cupid's Chokehold,' and they don't scratch the surface and see beyond that dude who sings the song about his girlfriend."
Author: Travie McCoy
146. "It was a warm evening, nearly summer, and she wore a slim cool black dress, black sandals, a pearl choker"
Author: Truman Capote
147. "I take a lull from my CamelBak and choke at its potency. It tastes like bad decisions. It's perfect."
Author: Tucker Max
148. "What women wanted to be eaten alive, choked by a thrusting tongue? Not me, I wanted to be played like a violin, strummed pianissimo, in largo timing, fingered into legato, and let it grow into crescendo."
Author: V.C. Andrews
149. "Am I hot?" He asked gently, voice only just breaking the silence. I jerked my head up, eyes open to look at him. I couldn't believe the question."Oh God, Dominic." I choked on the want that was balling in my throat, and blinked hard. "You're magnificent."
Author: Vee Hoffman
150. "And Hackman had really choked up when he was telling it. It was very moving."
Author: Wes Anderson
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