Paryla Nikolaus Quotes

#1. Johann Nikolaus Forkel, author of the monograph of which the following pages afford a translation, was born at Meeder, a small village in Saxe-Coburg, on February 22, 1749, seventeen months before the death of Johann Sebastian Bach, whose first biographer he became. #Quote by Johann Nikolaus Forkel

#2. Obsessive compulsive" Nikolaus mumble in amusement.
"I would rather eat a grenade than make a line with two different colors!" Remy responded in a pained voice as he pointed at the pad of paper. Thiago snickered as he continued to torment the Cajun with his blue pen.
Speaking of grenades, though ... Brandt had a timing device around here somewhere. What had he done with it? #Quote by Abigail Roux

#3. I could kill you with a pinecone, Carl told Nikolaus seriously. #Quote by Abigail Roux

#4. You're late," Thiago said in a flat voice. Nikolaus opened his mouth to apologize, but Remy smiled cheekily and shocked Nikolaus by wrapping his arm around him and pulling him closer as if they'd been friends all of their lives. "I was teaching Niko the proper technique for getting lost in the woods," Remy claimed seriously. "He took to the lesson real well. #Quote by Abigail Roux

#5. Many search for happiness as we look for a hate we wear on our heads. #Quote by Nikolaus Lenau

#6. Besides, Shawn was right, was he not? Brandt is quite–"
"Crazy."
"'Attractive' was what I was going for."
"He made Carl scream."
"I heard."
"Carl. The very large assassin who could kill me with a button and a teapot."
"Yes"
"Made him scream like a little girl."
"Sí, eso–"
"Repeatedly."
"Nikolaus! #Quote by Abigail Roux

#7. Jesus! We can't just sit here and twiddle our thumbs. Who's the brains of this outfit, anyway?"
"I think that was Shaw," Carl said wryly as his mind landed on an idea. "Before he went mad' that is. Now I suppose it's you, God help us. "
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Shawn asked in a hurt voice. "I've not gone mad!"
"Uh huh. What's the plan, Dixie?" Carl asked as he spared Shawn a glance before turning his gaze back on Remy. Remy blinked at him.
"You can't put him in charge," Shawn protested. "We'll be in the shit and he'll stop to get an ice cream, for fuck's sake!"
"What's wrong with ice cream?" Remy asked in an insulted voice.
"I think you missed the point of the comment," Thiago muttered as he sat down in the kitchen besid Nikolaus. #Quote by Abigail Roux