Yet *Another* Quote Game [First line game]
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Eeeeek - I was thinking of the quote I was going to post. I guess that's out for now; I'll save it for the future.
That one's obviously 'The Great Gatsby', F Scott Fitzgerald. Sorry.
That one's obviously 'The Great Gatsby', F Scott Fitzgerald. Sorry.
It's a metaphor of human bloody existence, a dragon. And if that wasn't bad enough, it's also a bloody great hot flying thing.
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Thank you. And here's a relatively easy one - though I think it does deserve a Sherlock:
My father's family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.
It's a metaphor of human bloody existence, a dragon. And if that wasn't bad enough, it's also a bloody great hot flying thing.
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I expect nothing less - but it's still great of you to play so fair.RecluceMage wrote:AARRRGG.... it's so familiar, and even so I am bound by honor not to answer... (ok, honor and the rules)
It's a metaphor of human bloody existence, a dragon. And if that wasn't bad enough, it's also a bloody great hot flying thing.
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Great Expectations, Chjarles Dickens
(I admit to getting it by recognising the name then rifling through all my family's Dickens. Since I've seen the book, I'll post staight away.)
I'm also going to use this quote to show what I feel should be exemplary conduct (
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(I admit to getting it by recognising the name then rifling through all my family's Dickens. Since I've seen the book, I'll post staight away.)
I'm also going to use this quote to show what I feel should be exemplary conduct (
SHERLOCK WILL BE AWARDEDFantasy wrote:In a distant and second-hand set of dimensions, in an astral plane that was never meant to fly, the curling star-mists waver and part...

"I'm the family radical. The rest are terribly stuffy. Aside from Aunt - she's just odd."
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So, do I go over there and add the point into the thread for RM? Or is there someone else in charge of that?Kvetch wrote:here: viewtopic.php?t=202Pirate Queen ChoChiyo wrote:I am clueless on the Sherlock thing. Explain it to me.
the idea is you gain a point for knowing/finding an obscure piece of knowledge (such as recognising a quote in the MQG)
/me am clueless still. But cute, none the less...../
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
Well, you already know that you're quite correct, Kvetch.
Now I guess by the rules of the game I can't give the answer to yours unless no-one else gets it within 3 days.
Alas, poor Sherlock - I know it so well....
Now I guess by the rules of the game I can't give the answer to yours unless no-one else gets it within 3 days.
Alas, poor Sherlock - I know it so well....
It's a metaphor of human bloody existence, a dragon. And if that wasn't bad enough, it's also a bloody great hot flying thing.
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Scarlett O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.
If this one isn't guessed in an hour, something's very, very wrong.
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
/frankly me dear, me don’t’ give a dam
/frankly me dear, me don’t’ give a dam
If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you,
S Adams
S Adams
The drought had lasted now for ten million years, and the reign of the terrible lizards had long since ended. Here on the Equator, in the continent which would one day be known as Africa, the battle for existence had reached a new climax of ferocity, and the victor was not yet in sight.
If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you,
S Adams
S Adams
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Whoo hoo!
I like the idea of using short stories as well as novels!
I like the idea of using short stories as well as novels!
(This is a short story: Hint, hint.)The sign on the wall seemed to quaver under a film of sliding warm water. Eckels felt his eyelids blink over his stare, and the sign burned in this momentary darkness:
TIME SAFARI, INC.
SAFARIS TO ANY YEAR IN THE PAST.
YOU NAME THE ANIMAL.
WE TAKE YOU THERE.
YOU SHOOT IT.
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go