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Traduttore, traditore: An act of translation is always an act of betrayal. 1828. Robin Swift, …
A lie was not a lie if it was never uttered; questions that were never asked did not need answers.
— Babel: Or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators' Revolution by R. F. Kuang
That's a future CEO right there
High Fantasy with a double-shot of self-reinvention
Worn out after decades of packing steel and …
Viv was a fast study and a reasonable hand with a hammer and nails. Accurately slinging a slab of metal and striking a target was squarely within the realm of her abilities.
— Legends & Lattes by Travis Baldree (Page 37)
Lovely!
High Fantasy with a double-shot of self-reinvention
Worn out after decades of packing steel and …
Viv glanced sidelong at Laney's mug of tea. "Say, you ever have coffee?" she asked. Laney blinked at her and looked affronted. "Why, I never have. And the way I was brought up, a lady doesn't talk about her maladies," she said primly.
— Legends & Lattes by Travis Baldree (Page 35)
XD!
High Fantasy with a double-shot of self-reinvention
Worn out after decades of packing steel and raising hell, Viv the orc …
High Fantasy with a double-shot of self-reinvention
Worn out after decades of packing steel and raising hell, Viv the orc …
"Prince Taliesin," Tal corrected. "Youngest son to Queen Carys." The man's eyes widened, and a smattering of murmurs spread out like ripples in a pond in the crowd around them. Shay wouldn't approve. Garrett undoubtedly would.
— In Deeper Waters by F. T. Lukens (Page 28 - 29)
Hehehe
Tal frowned at the demand and the lack of formal greeting. His first instinct was to assert his status as a royal, but he paused. There was a strange kind of relief in not being recognized, especially aboard his brother's ship. They'd been travelling only a day, but the weight of the crew's stares and the sound if their whispers settled heavily between his shoulder blades. Maybe Athlen would treat him normally if he didn't know the significance of Tal's heritage.
— In Deeper Waters by F. T. Lukens (Page 12)
Grinnikend kijk ik van de een naar de ander en Lily staart naar me alsof ik gek ben geworden.
— Asgrijs by Patty van Delft (Page 358)
Men is aan het ruziën over hem.
Goud.
Grmbl. Precies op het punt dat er een gave plottwist is, is mijn moeder zeer luid met mijn tweelingzus iets aan het bespreken. Het is lastig daardoorheen te blijven lezen, genietend...
Op dezelfde pagina zie ik ook een andere taalfout...
Er zijn kosten nog moeite bespaard.
— Asgrijs by Patty van Delft (Page 166)
(Sic)... 😵
