Yes, I sent for him," Jane said, flatly. "And you may leave off your coughing and your insinuations; if I wanted a man between my legs so badly, there is a campful of handsome young fellows outside, and I dare say I could find one out to oblige me, without going to such trouble.
Jane Roland, handing the admiralty their asses, in Victory of Eagles (naominovik)
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"I am invited to dinner with the Czar and Bernadotte," said Hornblower to Bush; he handed over the letter, and Bush looked at it wisely with his head on one side as if he could read French.
Commodore Hornblower, C.S. Forester
fuckyeahbabyanimals:

Who needs gravity?

fuckyeahbabyanimals:

Who needs gravity?

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ridge:

YAAASSS DRAG THEM OBAMA

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"It’s a lovely morning, sir," said Brown.
“God damned your eyes,” said Hornblower.
Commodore Hornblower, C.S. Forester
In Bush’s stern philosophy mankind - naval mankind at least - was born to sorrow and difficulty and danger, and any variation from such a state of affairs must be viewed with suspicion and not enjoyed too much lest it should have to be paid for at compound interest.
Flying Colours, C.S. Forester

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'I am not afraid myself, of course; but I should not like to alarm the men…and I am afraid we may have got into the underworld, somehow: I cannot account for it otherwise.'

'-I beg your pardon?' Laurence said.

Tongues of Serpents, Naomi Novik

In which Laurence is informed he may literally be in hell;

And says, “I beg your pardon?”

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