Best 36 quotes in «nikolai quotes» category

He kissed her, over and over, printing blood-flavored kisses on her cheek, her throat, her jaw, her mouth.

Are we calling it a presence now?" asked Nikolai. "I preferred 'monster.' Or 'demon.' Even 'fiend' has a nice ring.

Baghra," Nikolai said, "how are you this evening?" "Still old and blind," she snarled. "And charming," Nikolai drawled. "Never forget charming." "Whelp." "Hag." "What do you want, pest?

And the Darkling?" "I tried to kill him." "As one does.

- Aqui o Niko seguiu o Renegado durante uns quarenta quilometros...a pé - acrescentou Brock,rolando os olhos castanho-escuros - Eu tinha o Rover atestado e à espera na esquina,mas aqui o atleta decidiu ir a pé." pag.71

Do that thing you do where you use too many words to say something simple and confuse the issue.

...hay algo que he pensado desde que te conocí, y es que si la plata pudiera realmente hacerme algún daño, hubiera temido mucho de tus ojos. Tus ojos lo dicen todo, todo el tiempo. Siempre que me miras es con una intensidad que me deja ciego, me desorienta. Me somete.(...)Y ese rubor en tus mejillas hace que tus ojos se vean aún más hermosos, grises como la plata. Yo también te amo, Johanna. - Nikolai Valinchenko

He hesitated. "Don't you see? You're like a favorite painting. A found masterpiece, I loved both for things remembered and those newly discovered.

How do you plan to keep me here during the day? An unblooded Forbearer shouldn’t be so hard to vanquish.” Vanquished by her? Amusing. “I’ll send you back to the cell. You want to be my pet? I’ll take you out and put you back in your cage at my pleasure.” She blinked at him. “You don’t want to send me back. Who will entertain you? I can deal poker and make shadow animals.

He smiled sadly. "I was lost from the moment I saw you on Ovchinin Island. It took a long while for me to realize it, but it's true. I've spent my entire life scrambling to fit in and to change myself, Vika, but where I've belonged, and who I needed to be, has been right here the whole time. I love you.

I may not have been completely honest about that." "You? Less than truthful? I'm shocked, Nikolai. Shocked and horrified.

I dislike the thought of damage to you. I will take steps to avoid it.

Imagine, and it shall be. There are no limits.⁠⁠⁠⁠

I dislike the thought of damage to you.

I'll get them out and come back. I promise." "On your word as a cutthroat and a pirate?" He touched my cheek once, briefly. "Privateer." Another explosion rocked the grounds. "Let's go!" shouted Mal. As we sprinted into the tunnel, I glanced back and saw Nikolai silhouetted against the purple twilight. I wondered if I'd ever see him again.

I love it when you quote me.

I'm not keen on riot. Unless they involve dancing, but I believe those are usually referred to as parties.

—“Instinkt nikogda ne sdayetsya, nikogda ne zabudu, nikogda ne prostyat i nikogda ne umirayet.” —dijo Nikolai, en ruso, y su voz sonó aún más hueca en el cavernoso salón, más imponente que nunca— Significa “el instinto nunca se rinde, nunca olvida, nunca perdona y nunca muere”. Es el lema de nuestra gente. Para que no olvidemos qué y quiénes somos, ni de dónde venimos, ni hacia dónde vamos." -- Nikolai Valinchenko

I wish your donkey well, but you should always feel free to correct me when I make mistakes.' 'Yes, Your Highness,' Isaak said uncomfortably. 'Don't worry,' said Nikolai as they turned their backs on the gardens and headed toward the Grand Palace. 'It doesn't happen often.

In this world, people always find a way of doing what they want

Is that all?' said Zoya. 'Will you be taking up juggling as well?' 'Don't be ridiculous,' Nikolai replied. 'I already know how to juggle. Literally and figuratively.

It's always been this way. There were rumors about me even before I was born. It's why my mother never calls me Sobachka. She says it makes me sound like a mongrel." My heart gave a little pang at that. I'd been called plenty of names growing up. "I like mongrels," I said. "They have cute floppy ears." "My ears are very dignified.

It's not exciting if nothing can go wrong.

I want to kiss you,” Nikolai said. “But I won’t. Not until you’re thinking of me instead of trying to forget him.

I shouldn't have lost my temper that way. It just pricks his pride, makes him dig in his heels." "So why did you?" I asked, genuinely curious. It was rare for Nikolai's emotions to get the best of him. "I don't know," he said, shredding the leaf. "You got angry. I got angry. The room was too damn hot." "I don't think that's it." "Indigestion?" he offered. "It's because you actually care about what happens to this country," I said. "The throne is just a prize to Vasily, something he wants to squabble over like a favorite toy, You're not like that. You'll make a good king." Nikolai froze. "I…" For once, words seemed to have deserted him. Then a crooked, embarrassed smile crept across his face. It was a far cry from his usual self-assured grin. "Thank you," he said. I sighed as we resumed our pace. "You're going to be insufferable now, aren't you?" Nikolai laughed. "I'm already insufferable.

It's a very arduous path. Who will carry my snacks?

We don't know what may happen next,' said Nikolai. 'Usually a thrilling proposition, less so when a demon may taken over my consciousness and try to rule Ravka by gnawing on my subjects.' How did the words come so easily--even as he contemplated losing his mind and his will? Because they always had. And he needed them. He needed to build a wall of words and wit and reason to keep the beast at bay, to remember who he was.

[...] No me alejé de mi familia porque me haya convertido en hombre-lobo. Nadie se puede contagiar de nada por una mordida, porque esto no se transmite por ninguna otra vía que no sea de padres a hijos. Es hereditario [...] Naces con ello, y te mueres con ello. No es una maldición ni una enfermedad, y no tiene cura." -- Nikolai Valinchenko

Not hard anymore, are you?! Take that Penis!

She was a diamond in a quarry full of quartz.

Watch yourself, Nikolai,” Mal said softly. “Princes bleed just like other men.” Nikolai plucked an invisible piece of dust from his sleeve. “Yes,” he said. “They just do it in better clothes.

You are mine." He spoke against her lips. "You always have been. You always will be.

We put on our best clothes and die like heroes.

We hope or we falter.

You know, for two people with a love eternal, you’re awfully insecure,” Nikolai said.

You say exile, I say extended holiday.