100 quote prompts!
Oct. 22nd, 2012 01:07 amHomemade. Table code taken from... somewhere :|
Comment with prompt number, character, and universe if relevant. New what-if universes also welcome.
Comment with prompt number, character, and universe if relevant. New what-if universes also welcome.
| 001. | in love, one and one are one | 002. | nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in | 003. | once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right | 004. | merely this and nothing more | 005. | her nose would upward tilt |
| 006. | every loved spot which my infancy knew | 007. | smell the flowers or hear the singing birds | 008. | be patient, weary body | 009. | your forgiveness I implore | 010. | the song of angels and of seraphim |
| 011. | this maiden she lived with no other thought | 012. | life is too strong for you | 013. | but all the things that I begin I leave before I'm through | 014. | wrapped up in white linen as cold as the clay | 015. | and death shall be no more |
| 016. | all the people out of work | 017. | I'll fall upon the ground | 018. | that some live to eat - Annie | 019. | the red blood reigns in the winter's pale - Lorelei/Other!Elani | 020. | and should I then presume |
| 021. | o nowhere, golden nowhere | 022. | self-appeasing, self-affrighting | 023. | I have been laughing, I have been carousing | 024. | thine the few, the poets, martyrs | 025. | any voice of mourning save the choirs |
| 026. | call'd him soft names in many a muséd rhyme | 027. | in a tumultuous privacy of storm - Säde/Julien | 028. | how ardent I seized it | 029. | but a few think him pleasant enough | 030. | when the slow dark hours begin |
| 031. | the hillside's dew-pearled | 032. | still gazing at them through the open door | 033. | which heaven does give | 034. | o whisper, I my soul | 035. | penny ice and cold meat |
| 036. | of joy illimited | 037. | that sunlight carried blessing | 038. | if ever two were one | 039. | the women come and go | 040. | their hasty orisons |
| 041. | the narrow passage and the pitiless north | 042. | in my heart a timid star | 043. | as men strive for Right | 044. | the winds of Heaven mix for ever | 045. | my heart with pleasure fills |
| 046. | the post of the foe | 047. | in some perfumes is there more delight | 048. | I am very like to swoon | 049. | precious minerals are her polished eyes | 050. | in winter fire |
| 051. | so far my king and master; so much my office | 052. | hark what thou else shalt do me | 053. | only sensible in the duller parts | 054. | he made her melancholy | 055. | the willing'st sin I ever yet committed |
| 056. | how ill agrees it | 057. | 'twas fresh in murmur | 058. | of whose taste the wise are fond | 059. | with virtuous wish would bear your living flowers | 060. | leases of short-numbr'd hours |
| 061. | but cruel are the times, when we are traitors | 062. | they do but jest, poison in jest | 063. | she does abuse our ears | 064. | relish a truth like us | 065. | strange courtesies |
| 066. | call not me slanderer | 067. | such a warped slip of wilderness | 068. | invisible disgrace | 069. | had my lips that power | 070. | be that thou hop'st to be |
| 071. | sad-ey'd justice | 072. | let my looks be then the eloquence | 073. | he was but one hour mine | 074. | be it ill or well | 075. | beauty's dead fleece |
| 076. | thy canopy is dust and stones | 077. | whose beauties proudly make them cruel | 078. | in smiling pomp | 079. | so barren of new pride | 080. | thou know'st thy estimate |
| 081. | lilies that fester | 082. | of ages yet to be | 083. | this madding fever | 084. | I am that I am | 085. | his sickle hour |
| 086. | doubting the filching age | 087. | my silence cannot boast | 088. | at a mortal war | 089. | and straight grow sad | 090. | those pretty wrongs |
| 091. | to break a twofold truth | 092. | sweet flattery | 093. | some virtuous lie | 094. | of faults conceal'd | 095. | thy love is better than high birth to me |
| 096. | too dear for my possessing - Säde/Julien - Tesla | 097. | had stol'n of both | 098. | but with divining eyes | 099. | weighs not the dust | 100. | whose million'd accidents - asylum!Annie |
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