Parmida 5 6 Quotes & Sayings

. . . you can read my mind," Parmida realized.
"When it is open to me," Azra admitted apologetically. ". . . I love you too, by the way. — Ash Gray

Only a pint at breakfast-time, and a pint and a half at eleven o'clock, and a quart or so at dinner. And then no more till the afternoon; and half a gallon at supper-time. No one can object to that. — R.D. Blackmore

Yes. The elven magi are very old, but not old enough to remember that all of this has happened before."
Parmida frowned. "Just how old are you?"
"I am older than a thousand of your suns," the unicorn answered.
". . . and that means? — Ash Gray

When I hit the bong
I'm Godzilla takin' over Hong Kong
Eatin' wonton with a shotgun in long johns. — Redman

And right this second I want to live in ignorant bliss. — Simone Elkeles

Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this. — Homer

Is there n-nothing you can do?" Parmida asked, wiping her tears away with the heel of her hand.
The unicorn laughed softly. "She asks for a boon after shooting me in the ass. — Ash Gray

Ron's old Shooting Star was often outstripped by passing butterflies. — J.K. Rowling

It was really cool because you can tell that she directs in a way that she wants to be spoken to, as an actress. That's really nice, and you appreciate that. Dealing with the actors was more important to her than anything else, which was really nice. — Laura Prepon

Nice kid, but as sharp as a bag of wet mice. — Johnny Stone

Women age more in company because they have more relationships. Men have buddies. They have acquaintances, they have comrades. Friends as women have, the friends that of the soul that you share everything, that you witness each other's lives, that you talk their, your, heart out, that you cry with, that you ask money when you need, that. — Isabel Allende

Parmida had never believed in unicorns, not until a stroll through the forests of Sunneth Dol convinced her otherwise. She was a young human woman living in a world where magick was dead and magickal creatures a myth. Elves and fae and magickal beasts had long ago shed their skin and left their bones. It was a world where humans alone now existed, walking in the dark of night, always looking over their shoulder for their inevitable extinction, as if nature were waiting to absorb them next back into her soil. — Ash Gray

Your angels guide you every second of every day. You are not alone and never will be! — Catherine Carrigan

Do horrible things to me," she whispers. "Before I do them to everyone else. Please. Please, Lucas. — C.M. Stunich

So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often. — John Donne