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Namzu couldn’t decide which was worse – the sight of death or the smell of it.

Narcissistic personality disorder is named for Narcissus, from Greek mythology, who fell in love with his own reflection. Freud used the term to describe persons who were self-absorbed, and psychoanalysts have focused on the narcissist's need to bolster his or her self-esteem through grandiose fantasy, exaggerated ambition, exhibitionism, and feelings of entitlement.

Natural isn't the same as right. Normal isn't the same as moral. Everyone deserves a say in what happens to the world.

Natter," I hissed. "What the hell is happening? I don't know where I am or what's going on." He smiled. "Don't worry. We're all mad here. You'll figure it out.

Necessity is the mother of invention, which probably explains why invention’s father left home on the pretext of buying a newspaper and hasn’t been heard of since.

Neferre swallowed hard. “The elder used to tell stories of dark places in dark times,” she said, picking the needle through with black nails, “when the winters were endless and the sun fell cold across the land. When beasts far worse than the crags prowled the shadows. And there were no humans. Only elvkarin and the night. We knew the bitter sting of winter’s breath and it never ended as it ends now. We called it Isaria on Evile. A Time of Darkness.

Neither in the deepest ocean Nor in the perpetual snow Heaven was on earth that day For some reason we are yet to know

Nein, schwor er sich, diesmal musste er einen Ausweg finden. Sie durfte nicht sterben! Sie durfte nicht sterben! Und zum ersten Mal kam ihm der Gedanke, dass das Maß an Leid, das er ertragen konnte, eines Tages voll sein würde. Dass alles Eiswasser der Welt seinen Schmerz nicht mehr würde lindern können. Was dann geschehen würde? Er wusste es nicht.

Negative prophecies are reversible. The Lord reveals to conquer. You are created to reverse any negative with your prayers and the word of God.

NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLOM OF NIT CAN STAY THESE MESENGERS ABOT THEIR DUTY

Nesta reconstituição dos fatos, eu disse coisas que não devem ser ditas. Se eu tivesse bom senso, queimaria estas páginas todas. Porém, como meu amigo me ensinou, até cinzas podem revelar segredos.

Never accept help from a dragon. Dragons do not offer help. They offer fate.

Never ask a question if you don’t know the answer. — Rhett

Never back the Praesi in a corner, son. That’s when the devil-summoning starts, and it’s all downhill from there.” -King Jehan of Callow, addressing the future King Pater the Unheeding

Never flinch" she breathed. "Never fear." The girl felt the words in her chest. In the deepest, darkest place, where the hope children breathe and adults mourn withered and fell away, floating like ashes on the wind.

Never grow up!

Never, Never give up, no matter what is you age, magick always is there. Use it!

Never practice magic when you're drunk.

Nevertheless, the potential and actual importance of fantastic literature lies in such psychic links: what appears to be the result of an overweening imagination, boldly and arbitrarily defying the laws of time, space and ordered causality, is closely connected with, and structured by, the categories of the subconscious, the inner impulses of man's nature. At first glance the scope of fantastic literature, free as it is from the restrictions of natural law, appears to be unlimited. A closer look, however, will show that a few dominant themes and motifs constantly recur: deals with the Devil; returns from the grave for revenge or atonement; invisible creatures; vampires; werewolves; golems; animated puppets or automatons; witchcraft and sorcery; human organs operating as separate entities, and so on. Fantastic literature is a kind of fiction that always leads us back to ourselves, however exotic the presentation; and the objects and events, however bizarre they seem, are simply externalizations of inner psychic states. This may often be mere mummery, but on occasion it seems to touch the heart in its inmost depths and become great literature.

Never tease anything that wants to eat you." Reign of Blood

Never underestimate what teens can understand or do. They're smart, creative, and fresh-minded. I wish I was one.

Niall screamed like a pig at a slaughterhouse and collapsed off his mount.

Nice shack

Nice things don't happen in storybooks,' Taryn says. 'Or when they do happen, something bad happens next. Because otherwise the story would be boring, and no one would read it.

Night and day the streets resounded with music, song, and the clinking of chalices and tankards, for it is well known that nothing is such thirsty work as the acquisition of knowledge.

Nightmares have a dreadful effect of captivating our minds during the waking hours. Nevertheless, they are merely fiction.

Next time when I dive into the territory that I had lived next to, where my sister grew up, I know what to expect. I would be ready. I would be prepared.

Next to her a calico cat puffed away at a hubble-bubble. Puss’s watch cost more than his vest, and his vest cost more than his boots, and his boots cost more than a house. If you stripped him naked and sold off his costume, you’d walk away with enough money to retire—though if you left him alive you wouldn’t have long to enjoy it. The only thing that could rival Puss’s vanity was his sadism.

Nightmares are seldom a foreshadowing of real events, but always a showing of real fears.

Nice girl. Wears too much makeup." "Most chicks hate her." "Most chicks wish they looked like her. And they wish they had her money and boyfriend." I stop and regard her in disgust. "Burro Face?" "Oh, please, Alex. Colin Adams is cute, he's the captain of the football team and Fairfield's hero. You're like Danny Zuko in Grease. You smoke, you're in a gang, and you've dated the hottest bad girls around. Brittany is like Sandy ... a Sandy who'll never show up to school in a black leather jacket with a ciggie hangin' from her mouth. Give up the fantasy.

Ngojak itu Jalan kaki, BerAva Senyum, Berfollower panas ibukota. Dan selalu berharap menemukan kesempurnaan yang ke 5. Sang Narasumber yang bersahaja! Yang siap menguak rasa penasaran

Nil Sine Magno Labore ("Nothing without great effort") --Motto of Brooklyn College

Nimic nu îngrădeşte mai rău decât conştiinţa că trebuie să lucrezi împotriva naturii tale. Bună sau rea, decizia trebuie să-i aparţină inimii, pentru că aceasta pulsează viaţa în tine şi răzbunarea ei va fi cruntă împotriva celui care nu o ascultă.

Nissa, you have a kind and bold heart, Follow it, and you will never go astray.

No amount of speed could break me of this darkness... The sorrow is ever clinging to me.

„Noaptea aceasta era specială, era ca ultima femeie, care-și lăsa urma de parfum acolo unde începuse amorul – în gând. Scurtă, fugară și, ca orice iubită de împrumut, era carnală. Nu-mi cerea să-i ofer iubire, jurăminte și cuvinte dulci. Știa de ce fel de resurse dispunea, știa ce trebuia să facă și știa în cât timp să dispară până-n zori. Noaptea aceasta purta ceas la mână. Nu voia nimic de la mine și îmi era atât de dragă, pentru că, astfel, îmi aparțineam mie însumi mai mult. Delicat, îmi atinse pielea rece și își lipi buzele fierbinți de vis, cu patosul unei nebunii trecătoare. Mă sărută-n gând, furându-mi respirația și m-am trezit rostind două cuvinte de somnambul, nu „te iubesc!”, ci... „noapte bună!“ Știam amândoi că se va sfârși. Ea nu era fidelă, în caz contrar nu și-ar împărți trupul între duminică și luni. O îmbrăţişam cu drag, căci nu o voi revedea nicicând. I-am păstrat, în gând, urma de ruj și parfumul.

Nobody knows better than I that the gods exist. Whether I believe them worthy of adoration is an entirely different matter.

Nobody looks like what they really are on the inside. You don’t. I don’t. People are much more complicated than that. It’s true of everybody.' I said, 'Are you a monster? Like Ursula Monkton?' Lettie threw a pebble into the pond. 'I don't think so,' she said. 'Monsters come in all shapes and sizes, Some of them are things people are scared of. Some of them are things that look like things people used to be scared of a long time ago. Sometimes monsters are things people should be scared of, but they aren't.' I said, 'People should be scared of Ursula Monkton.' 'P'raps. What do you think Ursula Monkton is scared of?' 'Dunno. Why do you think she's scared of anything? She's a grown-up, isn't she? Grown-ups and monsters aren't scared of things.' Oh, monsters are scared," said Lettie. "That's why they're monsters. And as for grown-ups...' She stopped talking, rubbed her freckled nose with a finger. Then, 'I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. Truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world.

Nobody should ever feel good knowing there’s a Magic-User, and people should be in a panic whenever they know where one is.

Noblest. Bravest. What rot. There was no bravery in buying oneself out of difficulty.

No doubt you've experienced something similar in books, movies, novels–whatever you use as an excuse to get away, to suspend reality. Literary characters, like these projections, draw you in and cultivate feelings of friendship on your part. Although, no matter how much you learn about them, how much time you spend with them–how far you can see into their thoughts and words, how they interact with others, their looks, what they wear–they will never, ever know you.

No habría nada en el mundo que la apartara de él.

No, I do not believe in fate, that some spirits of the heavens weave the laws of the world to make it so. That is dogma for the foolish, for the universe is quite able to deal with such matters herself, to use her natural laws to guide matter and the spirits. Even so, souls within the world can act to naturally shift the cause of events. Magister Brennark did say that ‘Nothing happens unless we make it so.’ I believe you have made it so, Wolfdon, and how foolish it would be for us to ignore an opportunity that you yourself established, whether you knew you were doing so or not.

No fairy tale, this. This was by no stretch of the imagination a polished fantasy. This was a searing, living force, rough around the edges, unfamiliar and bittersweet. And precious.

No. It's choice. Every time, no matter what happens, I would choose you. Even if we had to repeat this for eternity, I would choose you, every time.

No, I wasn’t going to think about that. I didn’t think about it through the long hours of flight. I didn’t think about it as the sun came up – finally – on the horizon, bathing me in gold and hope. I didn’t think of it when Hubric signaled a weary stop and we landed exhaustedly next to a pond in a rolling field of grass. Stop thinking about it. Seriously. You’re driving me crazy. But honestly, how did you stop thinking about something like that? I’d been so close to having something I’d wanted all my life. I’d been so close to getting what I didn’t even believe was possible.

- No, I won’t. It isn’t possible to remain young forever but it’s possible to never grow old.

No man's advice can change you unless you speak to yourself. Bible school or seminars can't change you, going to church can't change you except you decide to change. Psalm 139:23 - 24

No,” I said. “I can’t remember doing this.” “Oh,” Rena made and gestured dramatically. “You don’t remember it. And that automatically means you didn’t do it?

No matter how strong you are, you cannot hold open the jaws of a great-white shark with your bare hands... that can do your brain.