L.A. Meyer Quotes
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But surely we are not allowed..." "Allowed?" I counters. "We're allowed to do anything in this world until someone says we ain't allowed and that someone can back it up.
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The sun in on the harbor, love, And I wish I could remain, For I know it will be some long, long time, Before I see you again.
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men i swear." -jacky faber
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You've got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin'. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin' sheet and disturbs his rest
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I close my eyes, hoping to slip into the same dream again, but then that never happens, does it?
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Why did I follow her? If you must know, Sir, it was easy. Pound for pound, Puss-in-Boots was the best commander I ever served under.
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I warn't never meant to be a lady, I know that now. I got streaks of wildness in me that trip me up every time, and just like streaks in clothes, there's some dirt that just won't wash out.
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Hmmmm...There certainly are a lot of pretty boys in this world.
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When in Boston, I shall be able to take you out to dinner, if not to bed. I should greatly prefer the latter, but I must accept my lot.
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Davy lets fly an oath and storms out of the hold. We hear his fist hit the wall as he leaves. you really are an evil girl, says Jaimy. I know, I murmur. I shall have to pay.
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Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have...yep.
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I'm really a peaceful sort of coward.
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What's the matter Jaimy? Ain't-cha never seen a girl before? -Jacky Faber
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A girl what's born for hangin' ain't likely to be drowned.
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If I take a tumble, I'll mae quite a splash, but at least I won't smash against the deck and make a mess. Still be dead, though.
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The pants come down. Most look shamefaced, but tha Arthur McBride is not the least bit shy about showing off his equipment, oh no, he isn't. He grins in my direction. 'Not all that impressive, boyo
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Well,' I shrug, all innocent, 'we all ride our little hobbyhorses, don't we, Mr. Peel?
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And if that is the Foremast, what do you think that sail might be called, Mr. Wheeler?" "The Foresail?" "Very good, Mr. Wheeler, and the next one up would be called..." ..."The Next Sail, Sir?" "Alas, no, Mr. Wheeler.
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I fear that I am losing my mind. But really, it would not be such a precious thing to lose, as it only causes me pain.