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101. "Free speech means the right to shout 'theatre' in a crowded fire."
Author: Abbie Hoffman
102. "You're girls!' he shouted as if the fact had totally eluded him until then."
Author: Ally Carter
103. "Find your voice, shout it from the rooftops, and keep doing it until the people that are looking for you find you." — Dan Harmon"
Author: Austin Kleon
104. "In our adversity, God shouts to us."
Author: C.S. Lewis
105. "Coming in from the factory or warehouse, tired enough, there seemed little use for the night except to eat, sleep and then return to the menial job. But there was the typewriter waiting for me in those many old rooms with torn shades and worn rugs, the tub and toilet down the hall, and the feeling in the air of all the losers who had proceeded me. Sometimes the typewriter was there when the job wasn't and the food wasn't and the rent wasn't. Sometimes the typer was in hock. Sometimes there was only the park bench. But at the best of times there was the small room and the machine and the bottle. The sound of the keys, on and on, and shouts: 'HEY! KNOCK THAT OFF, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE! WE'RE WORKING PEOPLE HERE AND WE'VE GOT TO GET UP IN THE MORNING!' With broom sticks knocking on the floor, pounding coming from the ceiling, I would work in a last few lines..."
Author: Charles Bukowski
106. "Em, I am trying to have an important conversation!" shouted Seylin. "I will not change into a cat!"
Author: Clare B. Dunkle
107. "All things considered, I'd rather have monkeys," Kishan shouted.I shivered. "Tell you what. We'll rent King Kong and The Birds. Then you can decide."He yelled as he ran from a swooping bird, "Are you asking me on a date? Because if you are, it will definitely give me more incentive to come out of this alive.""Whatever works""You're on."
Author: Colleen Houck
108. "The judge arrived half an hour later with the file he had collected from his office on the way, signed several papers, had Sam sign them, the matron witness them; Josh cried, Norm cried, she cried, the judge grinned, and Timmie waved his teddy bear at the judge with a broad grin as they wheeled into the elevator. "So long!" he shouted, and when the doors closed, the judge was laughing and crying too."
Author: Danielle Steel
109. "But it's okay, it's fine, because Tara is saying let's go and dance before it wears off, so they all go and stand in the railway arches in a loose group facing the DJ and the lights, and they dance for a while in the dry ice, grinning and nodding and exchanging that strange puckered frown, eyebrows knitted, but the nodding and grinning are less from elation now, more from a need for reassurance that they're still having fun, that it isn't all about to end. Dexter wonders if he should take his shirt off, that sometimes helps, but the moment has passed. Someone nearby shouts ‘tune' half-heartedly, but no-one's convinced, there are no tunes. The enemy, self-consciousness, is creeping up on them and Gibbsy or Biggsy is the first to crack, declaring that the music is shit and everyone stops dancing immediately as if a spell has been broken."
Author: David Nicholls
110. "Often beauty is disguisedby appearance just as music can beby sound, the dreaming wish by the wakingwish until there's this terrible stressbecause a thing must finally reveal itself,break itself. Leaning shadow, cinderheart, shouts. In Gorky's The Unattainable,the line begins to free itself from anyutility of contour and becomes a trajectory.One day, Gorky hung himself from a beambut left us in charge of those ravishments.Hello, interior of the sun. Usually alone on Sundays, she won't get off until late,the man steams rice because it's cheapand easy and feels in its austerity poeticlike candles during a power outageor trying on overcoats all afternoon,buying none."
Author: Dean Young
111. "Mmhh! I have several ideas, but I don't know where to start.'‘You mean to hear me shout your name?'‘Yes, that's one of the ideas I have in mind."
Author: Debra Strattford
112. "Hot damn! I got it," Stick shouted as she ran out of the bathroom, her face covered in soapsuds. "'Zoe!"
Author: Dirk Wittenborn
113. "The spell was simple and I'd said half of it before she even figured out that it was a spell.Since you like bubbles so,In a bubble you must go.In that bubble you will stayTill your bubbles go away.Sound can't pass from inside out Even if you scream or shout.If you want to be set free, End your spell, that's the key"
Author: E.D. Baker
114. "I think it is true to say only an inferior person has rights. When you hear a person talking about his rights, you may be sure he is trying to gain by dint of shouting something which he lacks ( or had and lost) by reason of some culpable deficiency in himself."
Author: Flann O'Brien
115. "Wait here, wait here!" he cried and jumped up and began to run for help toward a cluster of lights he saw in the distance ahead of him. "Help, help!" he shouted, but his voice was thin, scarcely a thread of sound. The lights drifted farther away the faster he ran and his feet moved numbly as if they carried him nowhere. The tide of darkness seemed to sweep him back to her, postponing from moment to moment his entry into the world of guilt and sorrow."
Author: Flannery O'Connor
116. "Boxing is the toughest and loneliest sport in the world. You've got all the fans, lots of hangers-on jumping up and shouting different words. But when you actually go in the ring, it's a very lonely and scary place. It's just you and the other guy."
Author: Frank Bruno
117. "I ask, I demand to be respected! Shatov went on shouting. "Not for my person--to hell with it--but for something else, just for now, for a few words...We are two beings, and we have come together in infinity...for the last time in the world. Abandon your tone and take a human one! At least for once in your life speak in a human voice. Not for my sake, but for your own. Do you understand that you should forgive me that slap in the face if only because with it I gave you an opportunity to know your infinite power...Again you smile that squeamish, worldly smile. Oh, when will you understand me! Away with the young squire!"
Author: Fyodor Dostoyevsky
118. "If you need help bark like a dog." - Gendry. "That's stupid. If I need help I'll shout help." - Arya"
Author: George R.R. Martin
119. "And then the years were gone, and he was back at Winterfell once more, wearing a quilted leather coat in place of mail and plate. His sword was not made of wood, and it was Robb who stood facing him, not Iron Emmett.Every morning they had trailed together, since they were big enough to walk; Snow and Stark, spinning and slashing about the wards of Winterfell, shouting and laughing, sometimes crying when there was no one else to see. They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. "I'm Prince Aemon the Dragonknight," Jon would call out, and Robb would shout back, "Well, I'm Florian the Fool." Or Robb would say, "I'm the Young Dragon," and Jon would reply, "I'm Ser Ryam Redwyne."That morning he called it first. "I'm Lord of Winterfell!" he cried, as he had a hundred times before. Only this time, this time, Robb had answered, "You can't be Lord of Winterfell, you're bastard-born. My lady mother says you can't ever be the Lord of Winterfell."
Author: George R.R. Martin
120. "So it always is: when you escape to a desert the silence shouts in your ear."
Author: Graham Greene
121. "Suddenly I shouted into the night air. 'Yes, yes, yes, it is true!"And now the world had some tension in it; now it twanged and vibrated with meaning and possibility! 'Yes, yes, fucking yes!"
Author: Hanif Kureishi
122. "This is never going to be over," I shout. "Someone will always be after me. There's always consequences. Well, BRING IT. I am done with being afraid, and I am done with you."
Author: Holly Black
123. "Not much of what he said was original. What made him unique was the factthat he had no sense of detachment at all. He was like the fanatical football fan whoruns onto the field and tackles a player. He saw life as the Big Game, and the wholeof mankind was divided into two teams -- Sala's Boys, and The Others. The stakeswere fantastic and every play was vital -- and although he watched with a nearlyobsessive interest, he was very much the fan, shouting unheard advice in a crowd ofunheard advisors and knowing all the while that nobody was paying any attention tohim because he was not running the team and never would be. And like all fans hewas frustrated by the knowledge that the best he could do, even in a pinch, would beto run onto the field and cause some kind of illegal trouble, then be hauled off byguards while the crowd laughed."
Author: Hunter S. Thompson
124. "Talkatives complain, cry, shout, brag, and are more hysterical about their lives than something else; don't be a part of that tragedy! Perhaps it's been a while now that you have been complaining, crying and shouting about your "labour pains". It's time to show us your baby!"
Author: Israelmore Ayivor
125. "I love her!" he shouts, slamming his hands against the kitchen table. "You know I love her, Lett. You know I can't just stay here."I don't know that. I don't know what it's like to be in love. But I can't possibly deny the fire in Silas's eyes, the firm set of his jaw, the knowledge that I'll never be able to keep him from going to her."
Author: Jackson Pearce
126. "Answer me!'Shouted Lieutenant Kotler. 'Did you steal something from that fridge?' 'No, sir. He gave it to me,'said Shmuel, tears welling up in his eyes as he throw a sideways glance at Bruno. 'He's my friend,'he added."
Author: John Boyne
127. "-and nobody's getting laid!" I practically shouted."You think I don't know that?" He shifted his body beneath me, making me painfully aware of something. Two somethings, in fact, one of which was how far up my short skirt was. The other wasn't my problem. I wriggled, to shimmy my hem down, but his expression perished the thought. When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesn't even bother trying."
Author: Karen Marie Moning
128. "Despereaux," she whispered.And then she shouted it, "Despereaux!"Reader, nothing is sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.Nothing."
Author: Kate DiCamillo
129. "I hear voices. A shout. A laugh. Clay's laugh. I strained to see through the night. Fog had rolled in from Lake Ontario, but I could hear him laughing. The concrete turned to grass. The fog wasn't from the lake, but from a pond. Our pond. I was at Stonehaven, bounding through the back acres. Clay was running ahead of me."
Author: Kelley Armstrong
130. "So, we've got a problem," I said."What?" Lend yelled."We've got a problem!" I shouted."No, I heard that. I mean, what's the problem now?"
Author: Kiersten White
131. "I could make better pie-type love with a new stove!I heard his disembodied voice shout back, "Dick territory, babe. Don't even think about it unless I'm there.""Chick territory," I kept shouting. "A stove's in the kitchen!""It's got a plug and weighs over fifty pounds. Totally dick," he shot back on his own shout.I gave in, turning to the plans while giggling.Totally dick.My old may was funny."
Author: Kristen Ashley
132. "I'm not acting!" shouted Cleo. She was in desperate need of more gloss."
Author: Lisi Harrison
133. "Frantically. Where was his backpack? "Go!" said a guard, giving him a push. Jack went. Down they marched, down the long, dark hallway. Squinty, Annie, Mustache, Jack, and Red. Down a narrow, winding staircase. Jack heard Annie shouting at the guards. "Dummies! Meanies! We didn't do anything!" The guards laughed. They didn't take her seriously at all. At the bottom of the stairs was a big iron door with a bar across it. Squinty pushed the bar off the door. Then he shoved at the door. It creaked open. Jack and Annie were pushed into a cold, clammy room. The fiery torch lit the dungeon. There were chains hanging from the filthy walls. Water dripped from the ceiling, making puddles on the stone floor. It was"
Author: Mary Pope Osborne
134. "Once I saw Paris Hilton leaving a restaurant in Hollywood and the paparazzi cameras were all over her. It looked so unpleasant. It wasn't because she didn't look sensational - she was that perfect combination of fashionable and slutty - it was because the paparazzi guys were shouting these insanely rude and intrusive questions at her. Like, asking her who she was sleeping with and stuff. I was kind of interested in the answer, so I was glad they asked, but it was still gross."
Author: Mindy Kaling
135. "Saw a little girl touch a big bug and shout, "I conquered my fear! YES!" and calmly walk away. I was inspired."
Author: Nathan Fillion
136. "I wanted to shout down to him, to warn him that he was giving flowers to a monster, but I did not."
Author: Neil Gaiman
137. "Perforation! Shout it out! The deliberate punctuated weakening of paper and cardboard so that it will tear along an intended path, leaving a row of fine-haired pills or tuftlets on each new edge! It is a staggering conception, showing an age-transforming feel for the unique properties of pulped wood fiber."
Author: Nicholson Baker
138. "2. WHAT I AM NOTMy brother and I used to play a game. I'd point to a chair. "THIS IS NOT A CHAIR," I'd say. Bird would point to the table. "THIS IS NOT A TABLE." "THIS IS NOT A WALL," I'd say. "THAT IS NOT A CEILING." We'd go on like that. "IT IS NOT RAINING OUT." "MY SHOE IS NOT UNTIED!" Bird would yell. I'd point to my elbow. "THIS IS NOT A SCRAPE." Bird would lift his knee. "THIS IS ALSO NOT A SCRAPE!" "THAT IS NOT A KETTLE!" "NOT A CUP!" "NOT A SPOON!" "NOT DIRTY DISHES!" We denied whole rooms, years, weathers. Once, at the peak of our shouting, Bird took a deep breath. At the top of his lungs, he shrieked: "I! HAVE NOT! BEEN! UNHAPPY! MY WHOLE! LIFE!" "But you're only seven," I said."
Author: Nicole Krauss
139. "The warmthin my mouth.that rushthrough my veinsmaking my heartachemy pulse quickenmy head-just a bit dizzy.my legs-just a bit numb.my tongueyears for moremore of youright now.now.i can't wait anymore.this is torture.seriously.i'm in hell.waiting for you.i just want to shoutto this giant crowd of people"how hard is it to make a latte, fuckers?"i love you, coffee."
Author: Pamela Ribon
140. "I retreat from my bars, wondering why people who live outside choose such ugly words. Maybe that is what happens when you are outside, and the world clangs and barrels and shouts twenty-four hours a day, from your radio your television your wife your neighbor the lawn mower down the street and the scream of airplanes from the sky. Maybe then you use ugly words to tell life to shut up."
Author: Rene Denfeld
141. "Set screamed something in Ancient Egyptian. I was fairly sure it wasn't a compliment."I will rend your limbs from their sockets!" he shouted. "I will—""Die?" Carter suggested."
Author: Rick Riordan
142. "Run!" Piper said."We are running!" Jason picked up the speed."Run better!" Leo shouted."
Author: Rick Riordan
143. "Then she laughed for real, and put her hands around my neck. 'I am never, ever going to make things easy for you Seaweed Brain. Get used to it.' When she kissed me, I had the feeling my brain was melting right through my body. I could've stayed that way forever, except a voice behind us growled, 'Well it's about time!' Suddenly the pavilion was filled with torchlight and campers. Clarisse led the way as the eavesdroppers charged and hoisted us both onto their shoulders. 'Oh, come on!' I complained. 'Is there no privacy?' 'The lovebirds need to cool off!' Clarisse said with glee. 'The canoe lake!' Conner Stoll shouted. With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close enough to hold hands. Annabeth was laughing, and I couldn't help laughing too, even though my face was completely red. We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us in the water."
Author: Rick Riordan
144. "At that moment, Robert saw James Stewart turn to him. A jolt went through him as the steward nodded. Before anyone could begin speaking again, he headed out of the crowd towards Wallace, leaving his men looking on in surprise.‘We have chosen to elect this man as our guardian.' Robert's voice was harsh as he gestured to Wallace. ‘But he is still just the son of a knight.'‘You dare to challenge his election?' demanded Adam. Other shouts of scorn and ire joined his.‘On the contrary,' answered Robert, ‘I am suggesting that a man of William Wallace's achievements, a man who is to be sole guardian of Scotland, bears a title befitting his prowess.' He faced the crowd. ‘I, Sir Robert Bruce, Earl of Carrick, offer William Wallace the honour of a knighthood.' He turned to Wallace. ‘If he will bend before me."
Author: Robyn Young
145. "A woman with super long platinum blonde hair, a fake tan, injected bubble gum pink lips, and a large boob job came in. Phoebe showed her where to set up in front of us and we all sat patiently."Hello, I'm Tandy" I almost rolled my eyes at her name, given her appearance. She placed a case on the coffee table in front of us, opened it, and pulled out rubber penises. I almost shot my drink out of my nose, again. "I will be instructing you on proper blow job technique.""Oh my God, Phoebe." I shouted at her."Yeah," Viola clapped her hands and reached out to be the first to get a rubber practice penis."
Author: Sadie Grubor
146. "Honestly, Jared, one thing at a time. Why are you in a well with me? This is a really bad rescue!" [...]"I called the police as I was running to the well. I'm sure they're coming.""Did they say they were coming?" Kami asked suspiciously. "Or did you shout, 'Kami's in the well!' before jumping in the well too, thus loosing your phone and making sure the police think it was some kids playing a dumb joke?"Jared paused. [...] "Alternate plan," Jared said. "Do you have a very intelligent collie who might communicate through a system of barks to your parents that little Kami is in the well?"
Author: Sarah Rees Brennan
147. "When he[Thresh] shouts, I jump, never having heard him speak above a mutter. "What'd you do to that little girl? You kill her?" Clove is scrambling backwards on all fours, like a frantic insect, too shocked to even call for Cato. "No! No, it wasn't me!" "You said her name. I heard you. You kill her?" Another thought brings a fresh wave of rage to his features. "You cut her up like you were about to do to this girl here?" "No! No, I-" Clove sees the stone, about the size of a small loaf of bread in Thresh's hand and loses it. "Cato!" she screeches. "Cato!" "Clove!" I hear Cato's answer, but he's too far away, I can tell that much, to do her any good. What was he doing? Trying to get Foxface or Peeta? Or had he been lying in wait for Thresh and just badly misjudged his location? Thresh brings the rock down hard against Clove's temple. It's not bleeding, but I can see the dent in her skull and I know that she's a goner."
Author: Suzanne Collins
148. "Felix's beauty devastates him, annihilates every fiber of his being, and the voices shout in his head, they sing to him until he thinks his head will split."
Author: T.J. Klune
149. "And I do. I do wonder, I think about it all the time. What it would be like to kill myself. Because I never really know, I still can't tell the difference, I'm never quite certain whether or not I'm actually alive. I sit here every single day. Run, I said to myself. Run until your lungs collapse, until the wind whips and snaps at your tattered clothes, until you're a blur that blends into the background. Run, Juliette, run faster, run until your bones break and your shins split and your muscles atrophy and your heart dies because it was always too big for your chest and it beat too fast for too long and you run.Run run run until you can't hear their feet behind you. Run until they drop their fists and their shouts dissolve in the air. Run with your eyes open and your mouth shut and dam the river rushing up behind your eyes. Run, Juliette.Run until you drop dead. Make sure your heart stops before they ever reach you. Before they ever touch you.Run, I said."
Author: Tahereh Mafi
150. "He hated not being heard, having to shout at the insides of himself, having to live in his dreams the way he lived in one of his rented rooms, being opposed, denied, neglected, refused. Kicked out."
Author: William H. Gass

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