Это мой собственный цитатник. В отличии от Quotes.XML у меня на сайте, тут именно цитаты, а не (почти) афоризмы. Я беру их где только можно: в кино, в анимэ, в книгах, переписываю на бумажки, а поделиться не знаю как. И тут у меня возникла гениальная идея! Если уж создала цитатник для всякого хентая, то можно сделать тоже самое и в мирных целях. Так что появился вот такой вот блог ^^ Надеюсь, лень не помешает мне его пополнять более-менее периодично ^^
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She coughed and tried again, cocking her head and effecting a stem look.
«Just do it. Flounder; I need the tax audits by the third tide so we have something to present to the council». «Sebastian, I don't care about the gala or its details. I'm sure it's all fine in your very capable claws». «And with the cutting of this ribbon, I hereby declare the Temple of Physical Arts open to all!» Ariel smiled, then threw back her head and laughed – but it was brittle. She picked up a shard of the nautilus and sighed.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
She had the voice of the gods, some had said. The sort of voice that could lure landlubbers to sea and sailors to their deaths, a voice that could launch a thousand ships. She had the voice of the wind and the storm and the crash of the waves and the ancient speech of the whale. She had the voice of the moon as it glided serenely across the sky and the stars as they danced behind. She had the voice of the wind between the stars that mortals never heard, that rushed and blew and ushered in the beginning and end of time.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
// Нет, речь идёт не про Валерия Кипелова.
It was like a pile of books had fallen from a high shelf onto his head, and, having broken his skull, somehow managed to directly impart their contents into his brain.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
His hands were raised, trying to draw more out of the violins with his left while holding back the percussion with his right.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Ariel collapsed. It was over.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
// NOOOOO!!!
Ariel sighed and brushed her fingers over it, feeling strangely melancholy despite the triumph she literally held in her hands. Years of being mute could be swept away in a second. Years of frustration, years of silent crying, years of anger. And then what?
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Everything in the ocean was a thing of beauty and numbers, even in death.
Mermaids could live for a long time: but their bodies became foam that dissipated into nothing when they died. The poor little mollusk who lived in this shell had a very short life, but his shell could last for centuries.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Maybe there was a hidden panel somewhere, or maybe the sea witch kept him locked up in a real dungeon, downstairs.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
What would she do if she were the old Ariel and a shark were hunting her?
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Ariel wanted to stay and poke through things, try to get a glimpse of the boy she had loved. But her time was limited.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
The one time a guard stopped her, Ariel just gestured the tray at him. That was enough: he grabbed a heel of the bread, leered at her, and ushered her on.
Ariel had to fight the urge not to gag. Was he really eating what he knew were someone else's scraps? Did these «advanced» humans, with their machines and fires and carriages with wheels, know nothing about the spread of diseases? Surely there was a land equivalent of the unseen, tiny sick-fishes that surrounded and lived in those who were ill...
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
// Sea Queen level bacteriology.
«And now, were you trying to sneak in the castle for the reasons of this mission?» Ariel nodded, again, feeling somehow foolish. Carlotta laughed.
«And did you think doing it in the dress of a long-drowned princess, a visitor to Davy Jones's locker, would somehow fool us?»
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Merfolk and humans and fish and all those who spoke seemed to be the same: they wasted language, throwing out words like chum, hoping some of them would land accurately and truthfully convey what they were thinking or feeling.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Carlotta hurried on through the great room into a white corridor at the end and pulled Ariel into a small space lined with benches and tables. It looked like a staging area for servants to plate hors d'oeuvres and wine before bringing them out to hot and thirsty dancers, very much like at the palace in Atlantica, but this one had a ceiling, and the tables were all at one level. Under the sea, you could swim to whatever height you needed. How limited humans are....
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
A serious, annoyed-looking Carlotta filled the entire frame and blocked most of the light. «Come with me», – she ordered, in a tone she had never used on Ariel before. The Queen of the Sea meekly obeyed.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
There was less chaos here, and fewer people. But just as Ariel thought she had escaped the last of them, she saw someone looming, blocking her escape at the end of the painted hall. Carlotta.
The friendly maid who had tried to show Ariel the proper way to bathe. Who had taken it upon herself to pick out an outfit for the mermaid and show her how to dress nicely. With the floppy bow. Who hadn't been upset when Ariel made a fool of herself using human things the wrong way, who had only found it delightful, and a wonderful curative for the often moody prince.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
// Dat bow again!
As she passed more servants and messengers and peddlers and couriers, she wondered if anyone would recognize the mute girl from years before. She hadn't aged the way humans did. Her face did look different, but was it different enough? Her hair was tightly bound against her head. She wasn't wearing the pretty blue dress with its fitted bodice and was definitely missing the giant, floppy, pretty-as-a-picture bow the maid Carlotta had put in her hair.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
The maid grabbed a passing guard. He didn't seem to have any interest in either one of them and tried to continue his rounds, but the maid sort of shook him at Ariel. «Hey! She's not supposed to be up here. She could be a spy!» The guard grunted in displeasure but started toward Ariel. The Queen of the Sea dropped her laundry and ran.
Ariel wondered vaguely how her new legs would react to this new situation.
Just fine, apparently.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
The Queen of the Sea had a mission.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
// I'm on a mission, I'm gonna break the speed of sound ©
Tirulia was a sleepy little kingdom, and this seaside castle was the unofficial capital of its most carefree, bucolic quarter. Eric had no real duties. His parents were still alive and actively ruling – at least they had been the last time she was here. He had no particular desire to take over as king. He had a real desire to sail. He was young, he was enthusiastic, he loved music and the sea and wind in his hair. Everything that she loved, too, but flipped to its Dry World version.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Scuttle landed heavily on the stone next to his great-grandgull, more like a bomb of feathers than a professional flier.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Ariel watched them go, the old dog and his master on the tiny, tiny boat – the man who once commanded a ship as large as a castle and the heart of the sea king's daughter.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
It was a good thing she had warned Sebastian not to mention her mission; gossip swam faster than tuna.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
Flounder watched Ariel's signs carefully and then translated.
– A fleet of no fewer than... thirty-seven flying fish will arc out of the water at the same time, heading west.
– All right, I will look for thirty-seven of the silver, flying, hard-to-catch, rather bony, but oh! very tasty fish, flying to the sunset.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)
– Yes, well, and here we are, – Flounder said, a little flippantly. – And by the way – this is a secret mission. No one should know about how the queen is leaving her kingdom to pursue matters on land... Especially matters involving her father. Especially with the sea witch Ursula involved.
Jona stared at him.
– Kingdom? Or queendom?
– What? – Flounder asked, exasperated.
– The mer are ruled by a queen. Shouldn't it be queendom?
– No, that's – well, I guess so. Maybe. Does it matter?
– It does if you're the queen, – the bird pointed out.
Ariel had to hide her smile; she would have laughed, if she had the voice for it.
Liz Braswell, «Part of Your World» (book)