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1. "Stop her!" Matthias bellowed as he thundered downstairs.Blake's mouth twisted sideways, hand tightened on the knob. What little breath I'd regained, caught. Heart sputtered to a standstill. Then he swung the door open with a sweep of his arm."After you, milday."My legs didn't hesitate. I vaulted off the porch and hit the driveway running."What the bloody hell did you do that for?!""I'm her knight in shining armor. Seriously, dude, your chivalry needs some work. Ow!"
Author: AandE Kirk
2. "He wanted to roar like a lion on a cement floor. And bellow like a polar bear with yellow fur worn down to pink skin against the tiles of an enclosure in a zoo. The disgust must come. Let it drip down the walls. Scorch the ceiling black with hatred. Liberate rage."
Author: Adam Nevill
3. "Nos instruyen y preparan en la juventud para una profesión, para cumplir los deberes ciudadanos, para el servicio militar, nos enseñaban las reglas del aseo, a comportarnos bien y hasta a comprender lo bello (esto último no tanto). Pero la instrucción, la educación, la experiencia, no nos preparan en absoluto para la gran prueba de nuestra vida: para el arresto por nada y para el sumario sobre nada."
Author: Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
4. "And Jazz snapped.He didn't snap the way a normal person might snap. A normal person would fling his arms around and stomp his feet and rant at the top of his lungs, bellowing to the sky. There might be tears, from a normal person.Jazz went quiet. He darted out one hand and grabbed the wrist of the paramedic who had been trying to cuff him and pulled the man close, holding his gaze.In a moment, he channeled every last drop of (his father)."Who am I? I'll tell you. I'm the local psychopath, and if you don't save my best friend's life, I will hunt down everyone you've ever cared about in your life and make you watch while I do things to them that will have you begging me to kill them. That's who I am."
Author: Barry Lyga
5. "- Ti amava - protestai.Lei mi fissò. Pensavo che stesse per esplodere, ma si limitò a sorridere e a scuotere la testa. - Mi venerava, Derfel - disse in tono stanco - e non è la stessa cosa che essere amata.Si lasciò cadere su uno sgabello, accanto alla cassapanca di legno. - Essere venerata, Derfel, è una cosa che stanca, a lungo andare."
Author: Bernard Cornwell
6. "Fue como si viera tu alma en las notas, en la música, y fue hermoso. —Se acercó acariciando suavemente la piel de su pómulo y sus cabello con el reverso de la mano. —Vi ríos, barcos, flores, todos los colores del cielo nocturno."
Author: Cassandra Clare
7. "We do not need them. They would hinder rather than help our praise. Sing unto him. This is the sweetest and best music. No instrument like the human voice. What a degradation to supplant the intelligent song of the whole congregation by the theatrical prettiness of a quartet, bellows, and pipes! We might as well pray by machinery as praise by it."
Author: Charles H. Spurgeon
8. "It's strange how what drives us may abandon us midstream, how what tickles our ears with lies one moment may tell us truths that knock us on our emotional ass the next. After all, it is an unbelievably real world, with Darwin scribbling his thoughts into books and telling us what monkeys we are. Each of us explores possibility, hungry for sustaining adoration, yet we know enough to render ourselves helpless. We strive and strain, bellow and believe, we learn, and everything we learn tells us the same thing: life is one great meaningful experience in a meaningless world. Brilliance has many parts, yet each part is incomplete. We live, heal and attempt to piece together a picture worth the price of our very lives. The picture I saw presented demonic executioners, who crippled those daring to look and consumed souls without defense. They're everywhere. Some are people we know. Others are the great fears and addictions of our lives."
Author: Christopher Hawke
9. "—Sky, no te voy a besar esta noche, pero créeme cuando te digo, nunca he querido besar más a una chica. Así que deja de pensar que no me siento atraído por ti porque no tienes ni idea de cuánto lo estoy. Puedes sostener mi mano, puedes correr tus dedos a través de mi cabello, puedes sentarte a horcajadas sobre mí mientras te doy de comer espagueti, pero no vas a conseguir ser besada esta noche. Y probablemente mañana, tampoco. Necesito esto. Necesito saber con seguridad que estas sintiendo cada una de las cosas que estoy sintiendo en el momento en que mis labios toquen los tuyos. Porque quiero que tu primer beso sea el mejor primer beso en la historia de los primeros besos."
Author: Colleen Hoover
10. "Apenas sentía el cuerpo en el agua helada, y el humo hacía de la respiración una tortura, pero tenía que encontrarla.-Jacob- unos brazos mojados le rodearon el cuello; una fría mejilla se unió a la suya. Sus cabellos pelirrojos parecían casi negros, empapados y pegados a la cara, y Jacob la abrazó hasta sentir el latido de su corazón a través de las ropas mojadas. No se atrevía a soltarla, por miedo a que las olas se la llevaran de nuevo."
Author: Cornelia Funke
11. "Señores, bello y admirable es el heroísmo de un hombre; pero el de un niño sin miras de ambición o de interés alguno, que debe tener tanto más atrevimiento cuanto menores son sus fuerzas; el de un niño al que nada le exigimos y que a nada está obligado, pareciéndonos un ser amable y noble, no ya cuando cumple sus pequeños deberes, sino cuando se percata del sacrificio ajeno, el heroísmo de un niño, digo, raya en lo divino."
Author: Edmundo De Amicis
12. "Quando non stai più con la persona con cui vorresti stare, il pensiero di lei ti entra nella testa nei momenti più impensati. All'improvviso vieni assediato da ricordi e immagini. Succede ogni volta che il presente sembra passare nella tua vita senza degnarti nemmeno di uno sguardo, e allora finisce che vivere negli angoli e nelle pieghe di giorni passati è più bello di ciò che stai vivendo."
Author: Fabio Volo
13. "La criatura se quedó inmóvil, con una intensa expresión de sorpresa dibujada en su bello rostro, y luego cayó de espaldas sobre la maltratada tarta de melaza, desplomándose con la flaccidez de un espárrago cocinado en exceso."
Author: Gail Carriger
14. "Porque de pronto, quiero escuchar sus huesos crujir. Quiero sentir la suavidad que ofrece su carne, escuchar su grito de asombro mientras el hueso de mi cadera se estrella contra ella. Quiero tirar su cabeza hacia atrás hasta que su cuello está expuesto. Quiero rasgar mis manos por su cabello hasta que su respiración sea entrecortada. Quiero hacerla llorar y lamer sus lágrimas. Y luego quiero llevar mi boca a la de ella, devorarla en vida...."
Author: Gayle Forman
15. "Con dos ojos puedes verme la cara. Con tres podrías verme el corazón. Con dos puedes ver aquel roble. Con tres podrías ver la bellota de la que nació y el tocón seco en que se convertirá algún día. Con dos no ves más allá de tus paredes. Con tres podrías ver el mar del Verano, al sur, y el norte más allá del Muro"
Author: George R.R. Martin
16. "Now you stride alone through the Paris crowds Busses in bellowing herds roll by Anguish clutches your throat As if you would never again be loved In the old days you would have turned monk With shame you catch yourself praying And jeer your laughter crackles like hellfire Its sparks gild the depths of your life Which like a painting in a dark museum You approach sometimes to peer at closely"
Author: Guillame Apollinaire
17. "Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowdAs herds of bellowing buses drive byLove's anguish tightens your throatAs if you were never to be loved againIf you lived in the old days you would enter a monasteryYou are ashamed when you discover yourself reciting a prayerYou make fun of yourself and like the fire of Hell your laughter cracklesThe sparks of your laugh gild the depths of your lifeIt's a painting hanging in a dark museumAnd sometimes you go and look at it close up"
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire
18. "Ma che importanza aveva! Non era felice, non lo era mai stata. Da dove veniva, dunque, quella insufficienza di vita, quella istantanea marcescenza delle cose a cui si appoggiava?… Ma se da qualche parte esisteva un essere forte e bello, una natura valorosa, ricca al tempo stesso di slancio e di delicatezza, un cuore di poeta sotto sembianze d'angelo, lira dalle corde di bronzo che indirizzava al cielo epitalami elegiaci, perché mai lei, per un favore del caso, non avrebbe potuto incontrarlo? Che cosa impossibile! D'altronde, nulla valeva la pena di una ricerca: tutto era menzogna! Ogni sorriso nascondeva uno sbadiglio di noia, ogni gioia una maledizione, ogni piacere il disgusto, e i migliori baci non lasciavano sulle labbra che l'irrealizzabile desiderio di una voluttà più alta."
Author: Gustave Flaubert
19. "No existe en ninguna parte del mundo real nada tan bello como las fantasías que alberga quien ha perdido la cordura."
Author: Haruki Murakami
20. "Nada hay más bello y que fortalezca más en la vida, que un puro recuerdo"
Author: Horacio Quiroga
21. "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
22. "V? Answer the question or so help me God I'll beat it out of you.""I just know how to find him.""What are you hiding?"V went over to the bar, poured himself a couple of fingers of GreyGoose, and hammered the shot. He swallowed a number of times and thenlet the words fly."I fed him."A chorus of inhales floated a...round the room. As Wrath rose in disbelief, V poured himself another hit of Goose."You did what?" The last word was bellowed."I had him drink some of me.""Vishous..." Wrath stalked around the desk, shitkickers hitting thefloor like boulders. The king got face-to-face close. "He's a male. He's human. What the fuck were you thinking?"More vodka. Definitely time for more Goose."
Author: J.R. Ward
23. "Ve y coge una estrella fugaz;fecunda a la raíz de mandrágora;dime dónde está el pasado,o quién hendió la pezuña del diablo;enséñame a oír cómo canta la sirena,a apartar el aguijón de la envidia,y descubrecual es el vientoque impulsa a una mente honesta.Si has nacido para ver cosas extrañas,cosas invisibles al ojo,cabalga diez mil días y nocheshasta que la edad cubra de nieve tus cabellos.Cuando retornes, me contaráslas extrañas maravillas que te acontecieron,y jurarásque en ningún lugarvive una mujer justa y constante.Si la encuentras, dímelo,¡dulce peregrinación sería!Pero no, porque no iría,aunque fuera justo al lado;aunque fiel, al encontrarla,y hasta al escribir la carta,sin embargo,antes que fuera,infiel con dos, o tres, fuera."
Author: John Donne
24. "Por las mañanasMi pequeñueloMe despertabaCon un gran beso.Puesto a horcajadasSobre mi pecho,Bridas forjabaCon mis cabellos.Ebrio él de gozo,De gozo yo ebrio,Me espoleabaMi caballero:¡Qué suave espuelaSus dos pies frescos!¡Cómo reíaMi jinetuelo!Y yo besabaSus pies pequeños,¡Dos pies que cabenEn solo un beso!"
Author: José Martí
25. "Amo gli occhi di una donna, la sua pelle, la sua passione, tutto. Parlo tanto, fin troppo, ma ci sono momenti che rimango in silenzio ad ascoltarmi. E' in quei momenti che fabbrico i miei pensieri più veri, mentre cammino per le strade, osservando la gente che passa, ascoltando i discorsi, a volte assurdi, di alcune persone o assaporando il sole che mi scalda dentro. Amo ridere, giocare. Amo le cose belle, le belle storie che dicono qualcosa, mi piace tutto ciò che fa palpitare il cuore. E' bello aver la pelle d'oca, significa che stai vivendo."
Author: José Saramago
26. "Eloise?' Phillip asked, his brows shooting up when they both heard someone bellow her name.She felt the blood drain from her body. Positively felt it, *knew* it had happened, even though she couldn't see it pooling about her feet. There was no way she could survive a moment such as this, no way she could make it through without killing someone, preferably someone to whom she was quite closely related."
Author: Julia Quinn
27. "STOP!" Ironhorse bellowed as Puck immediately pulled out his dagger, shoving me behindhim. "I DID NOT COME HERE TO FIGHT, ROBIN GOODFELLOW. PUT YOURWEAPON DOWN AND LISTEN TO ME.""Oh, I don't think so, Rusty," Puck sneered, as we began backing toward theedge of the village. "I have a better idea. You stay there until we get to Oberon, who will ripyou apart and bury your pieces so far apart you'll never get put back together."
Author: Julie Kagawa
28. "Sed fortuna, quae plurimum potest cum in reliquis rebus tum praecipue in bello, parvis momentis magnas rerum commutationes efficit; ut tum accidit."
Author: Julius Caesar
29. "At one point I would read nothing that was not by the great American Jews - Saul Bellow, Philip Roth - which had a disastrous effect of making me think I needed to write the next great Jewish American novel. As a ginger-haired child in the West of Ireland, that didn't work out very well, as you can imagine."
Author: Kevin Barry
30. "La razón por la que estuve con todas aquellas chicas era para intentar superarte. Despierto a tu lado cada día. Tú envías mi mente y cuerpo dentro de un frenesí. Puedo oler tu cabello cuando cierro mis ojos, o puedo imaginar cómo se siente tu mano cuando la pones sobre mi pecho. Me mata cada día estando así, tan cerca de ti, pero a la vez tan lejos."
Author: Kirsty Moseley
31. "Salem snorted. "The Vamp basically told her, 'I'm in a weird place in me life right now, and I need some space.' Of course, he told her that by pointing a bloody sword at her whilst bellowing, 'I forsake you!' in front of the whole kingdom."
Author: Kresley Cole
32. "«Chérie, guardo scomparire le stelle», spiegò dopo un minuto.«Perché?» domando io.«Perché anche se non riesci a vederle sono sempre là» disse. «Si stanno solo nascondendo dietro il sole.»«E con questo?» replicai timidamente io.Lei mi lasciò andare e si chinò per guardarmi negli occhi. «Tesoro mio, è bello rammentare che non sempre hai bisogno di vedere qualcosa per sapere che c'è.»"
Author: Kristin Harmel
33. "The Tao doesn't take sides;it gives birth to both good and evil.The Master doesn't take sides;she welcomes both saints and sinners.The Tao is like a bellows:it is empty yet infinitely capable.The more you use it, the more it produces;the more you talk of it, the less you understand.Hold on to the center."
Author: Lao Tzu
34. "Cualquiera que conociese a Violet se hubiera dado cuenta de que estaba pensando intensamente, porque llevaba la larga melena recogida con una cinta para que no se le metiera en los ojos. Violet tenía el don de inventar y construir extraños aparatos, y su cerebro se veía inundado a menudo con imágenes de poleas, palancas y herramientas, y ella no quería que algo tan trivial como su cabello la distrajese."
Author: Lemony Snicket
35. "—Y ahora no tengo dudas, se lo que soy, no hay una belleza como la mía, soy perfecta, tengo un cabello rubio y sedoso, un cuerpo formidable y unos ojos…—¿Rojos y demoníacos? —exclamó Christian interrumpiendo mi vanidad."
Author: Lolo Mayaya
36. "The next second a great blast of hot light erupted over Toad and Jed, but they didn't stop. Toad was trying to punch every bit of Jed that he could reach. There was a great howling of fright and a heavy-booted foot nearly missed Toad's fingers. Jed knocked Toad off him and rose to his feet. He swung his foot back, readying to kick. With a roar, Hazel flew at Jed. Her sharp claws latched onto his back, piercing through the leather vest. Jed roared in pain. His hands scrabbled for Hazel, but she flew in the air, beating her wings against his face. With a bellow, he turned on his heel and raced out of the pub."
Author: M.L. LeGette
37. "When I opened my case in the hotel, he gestured excitedly at my snakeskin sandals, turquoise suede wedges and silver-speckled jellies. "But you've loads of shoes," he bellowed joyfully. I shook my head sadly. Men just don't get it, do they? They're definitely missing the shoe chromosome."
Author: Marian Keyes
38. "Te libero de mí, de mis males, de mi mal genio, de los domingos por la tarde en donde nunca puedo más, del odio a mi cumpleaños, de no saber cómo hacer para regalarte algo que no pierdas. Te libero de mi desengaño, de tu karma, de mis novedades, de la contradicción que represento. Te libero de mis llamadas que te saben a autocompasión, de mis enredos, de mi cabello suelto, largo, sin peinar,. Te libero de mi consciencia , del desconcierto a fin de mes, de la caída, de la llegada, de mi huída inevitable. Te dejo libre para que me dejes, para que me veas de lejos y me quieras menos."
Author: Mario Benedetti
39. "And I can promise you something, because it was a thing I saw many years later - a vision in the book thief herself - that as she knelt next to Hans Hubermann, she watched him stand and play the accordion. He stood and strapped it on in the alps of broken houses and played the accordion with kindness silver eyes and even a cigarette slouched on his lips. The bellows breathed and the tall man played for Liesel Meminger one last time as the sky was slowly taken away from her."
Author: Markus Zusak
40. "He's my father!" she bellowed, pointing to Trevanion."Vestie!" Beatriss said firmly, stopping to stare up at her. "I'll snip at the tongue if i ever see it in such a way again! Trevanion, speak to her."Vestie hung her head, shamefaced."Vestie," he said, his voice still gentle."Yes, Father.""Shout it out louder, my love. Shout it out louder."
Author: Melina Marchetta
41. "...indeed, with the Radletts, you never could tell. Why, for instance, would Victoria bellow like a bull and half kill Jassy whenever Jassy said, in a certain tone of voice, pointing her finger with a certain look, "Fancy?" I think they hardly knew why, themselves."
Author: Nancy Mitford
42. "Damos por sentada la luz del día. En cambio, la luz de la luna es otra cuestión. Es inconstante. La luna llena mengua y reaparece. Las nubes pueden oscurecerla hasta un punto que no pueden oscurecer la luz del día. El agua es necesaria para nosotros, pero una cascada no lo es. Y siempre que encontramos una cascada, no es sino algo superfluo, un bello ornamento. Necesitamos la luz del día, pero no la luz de la luna. Cuando llega, no cubre ninguna necesidad. Transforma. Cae sobre los márgenes y la hierba, separando una larga brizna de otra; convirtiendo un montón de hojas marrones y mates en innumerables y álgidos fragmentos; o iluminando las ramas húmedas como si la propia luz fuera dúctil. Sus largos rayos se derraman, blancos y afilados, entre los troncos de los árboles, y palidecen y retroceden al penetrar en la brumosa distancia de los bosques de hayas."
Author: Richard Adams
43. "Kronos couldn't have risen if it hadn't been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents," I said. "They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason."Zeus's royal nostrils flared. "You dare accuse-""No more undetermined children," I said. "I want you to promise to claim your children-all your demigod children-by the time they turn thirteen. They won't be left out in the world on their own at the mercy of monsters. I want them claimed and brought to camp so they can be trained right, and survive." "Now, wait just a moment," Apollo said, but I was on a roll."And the minor gods," I said. "Nemesis, Hecate, Morpheus, Janus, Hebe--they all deserve a general amnesty and a place at Camp Half-Blood. Their children shouldn't be ignored. Calypso and the other peaceful Titan-kind should be pardoned too. And Hades-""Are you calling me a minor god?" Hades bellowed."
Author: Rick Riordan
44. "Far below, I heard Cacus bellowing as millions, maybe even thousands of filthy gallons of water slammed into him. Meanwhile, Annabeth alternately shouted, gagged, hit me, called me endearing pet names like, "Idiot! Stupid--dirty--moron--" and topped it all off with "Kill you!"
Author: Rick Riordan
45. "...devo dire che c'è una tradizione a Mårbacka, che quando si va a dormire la Vigilia di Natale si ha il permesso di avvicinare un tavolino al letto, metterci sopra una candela e poi leggere finché si vuole. Questa è la più grande di tutte le gioie di Natale. Non c'è niente di più bello che starsene lì sdraiati con un bel libro avuto in regalo, un libro nuovo che non si è ancora mai visto e che nessun altro in casa conosce, e sapere che si può leggere pagina dopo pagina finché si riesce a stare svegli."
Author: Selma Lagerlöf
46. "I flicked my eyes over to Steve again and saw him straighten. He would need a diversion just to start."Explanations?" I bellowed. "Explanations? There's your explanation…there!" I stabbed a finger dramatically towards the far corner of the room.Pathetic, really. I mean, talk about the oldest trick in the book. But it's a good book, and the trick would have been cut from subsequent editions if it didn't sometimes work."
Author: Stephen Fry
47. "La soledad es algo bastante extraño.Se arrastra por ti, silenciosa y tranquila, se sienta a tu lado en la oscuridad, acaricia tu cabello mientras duermes. Se enrolla alrededor de tus huesos, abrazándote tan fuerte que casi no puedes respirar.Deja constantes mentiras en tu corazón, se acuesta junto a ti en la noche, filtra la luz de cada esquina. Es una constante compañera, que sujeta tu mano sólo para derrumbarte cuando estás luchando por levantarte."
Author: Tahereh Mafi
48. "Aria dropped her satchel against the wall and glanced at the front door, smiling at a sound beyond the reach of his ears. A second later, Roar blew into the house in a dark flash.'Finally!' he bellowed. He wrapped Aria into a big hug, lifting her off the ground. 'What took you so long? Don't answer that." He glanced at Perry. "I think I know."
Author: Veronica Rossi
49. "But he never looked at his daughter, and strode out of the room, leaving in the minds of the women a sense, half of awe, half of amusement, and the extravagant, inconsiderate, uncivilized male, outraged somehow and gone bellowing to his lair with a roar which still sometimes reverberates in the most polished of drawing rooms."
Author: Virginia Woolf
50. "No, mi dicevo, non può essere bello un mondo dove le paure e gli entusiasmi spaventano i più, tesi come sono al risparmio di sé e dei propri sentimenti."
Author: Walter Bonatti

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