Fun ITT we post random book lines/quotes out of context

Technically, a cat locked in a box may be alive or it may be dead. You never know until you look. In fact, the mere act of opening the box will determine the state of the cat, although in this case there were three determinate states the cat could be in: these being Alive, Dead, and Bloody Furious.

 

Silflay hraka, u embleer rah.

 

El-ahrairah, your people cannot rule the world, for I will not have it so. All the world will be your enemy, Prince With A Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first, they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.

 

It's the Black Rabbit of Inle!

 

He, too, like Woundwort, in time became a legend. On dark, rainy evenings, if a benighted Patrol became lost and uncertain, a spirit of confidence would enter the leader's heart and guide them home. This they knew to be Captain Campion, onetime hero of Efrafa, but no less a hero to the rabbits of Watership Down.

 

From Lamedon, a few grim hillmen without a captain.

 

Severus, please.

 

There's no need to call me sir, Professor.

 

"Fly, you fools!" he cried, and was gone.

 

Now it turns out that this light bulb over the colonel’s head here is the same identical Osram light bulb that Franz Pökler used to sleep next to in his bunk at the underground rocket works at Nordhausen. Statistically (so Their story goes), every n-thousandth light bulb is gonna be perfect, all the delta-q’s piling up just right, so we shouldn’t be surprised that this one’s still around, burning brightly. But the truth is even more stupendous. This bulb is immortal! It’s been around, in fact, since the twenties, has that old-timery point at the tip and is less pear-shaped than more contemporary bulbs. Wotta history, this bulb, if only it could speak—well, as a matter of fact, it can speak. It is dictating the muscular modulations of Paddy McGonigle’s cranking tonight, this is a loop here, with feedback through Paddy to the generator again. Here it is,

THE STORY OF BYRON THE BULB

 

Yea noise? Then I’ll be brief.

 

When in mortal danger,
When beset by doubt,
Run in little circles,
Wave your arms and shout.

 

Thirty white horses on a red hill

 

"There were only two tracks on the mix my sister was making before she died. I’ve been listening to them a lot. I mean, not that this is really related to what we were talking about before."

"What songs are they?"

"'September' by Earth Wind & Fire and Yūmin’s 'Autumn Travels.'"

 

“Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!"
Then Merry heard in all sounds of the hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel.
"But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn am I, Éomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him."

 

When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home.

 

“Oh, my God!" Ignatius bellowed from the front of the house. "What an egregious insult to good taste.“

 

The year that Buttercup was born, the most beautiful woman in the world was a French scullery maid named Annette.

 

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was an age of hope, it was an age of despair.

 

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

 

I don't know half of you as well as I would like, and I don't like half of you as well as you deserve.

 

The light shone in darkness, and the darkness knew it not.

 

The Empire was dead. Long live the Alliance.

 

Lessa woke, cold.

 

In the end, you cannot touch the shadow. In the end, you do not even want to.