You may notice(eventually, after I get farther along in some of my fics) that they all follow a similar plot line, in a couple of ways. like there's always a new character, generally a girl, who's "mysterious". guess it's kinda like dan brown (not to shame the excellent writer by putting his name on a stupid page like this). I also NEVER have an ending planned out for my story. this causes it to unneccesarily lag on and on after it's dead. (This actually hasn't happened yet.) (emphasis on "/yet/") I LOVE parentheses(as you may have realized). i have lots of problems updating. (things seem to constantly get in my way.) i love anyone who reviews, even flames. (although i usually read the flames super-fast) (hehe)(_;;)

Awesome-est Quotes (to me, at least)

" 'Mom,' said Peter, ' nobody thinks you're a lackwit, if that's what you're worried about.

'Lackwit? In what musty drawer of some dead English professor's dust-covered desk did you find that word? I assure you that never in my worst nightmares did I ever suppose that I was a lackwit.' "

- Shadow Puppets by Orson Scott Card

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" '...Come, therefore, and let us fling mud at them!' "

- The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne

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" 'Beware the Ides of March.' "

- Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare

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" 'You said I killed you - haunt me then.' "

- Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

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" HIGGINS (in despairing wrath outside): What the devil have I done with my slippers? (He appears at the door).

LIZA (snatching up the slippers, and hurling them at him oneafter the otherwith all her force): There are your slippers. And there. Take your slippers; and may you never have a day's luck with them! "

- Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw

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"He glared. 'You think because I'm an Egyptian, because I don't speak la-di-da fancy Greek like you, I'm nobody?' "

- Cleopatra's Heir by Gillian Bradshaw

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"It seemed that you stood before me; as you might have been
In vanquished Alexandria,
Pale and tired, idealistic in your sorrow,
Still hoping that they would pity you,
The wicked -- who whispered "Too many Caesars."

- "CaesarionΚαισαρίωνος" by Constantine P. Kavafy (1918)

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" Ani came over to Caesarion where he sat morosely at the stern. He drew a deep breath and stretched happily. 'This is the way to travel!' he declared.

Caesarion looked at him sideways. "

- Cleopatra's Heir by Gillian Bradshaw Please read the book; you'll understand why this is ironically funny.

Horus name: Hunu
Nebty name:
Golden Falcon name:
Prenomen: Iuaenpanetjernetinehm Setepenptah Irimaatre Sekhemankhenamun
Nomen: Ptolemaios / Kaisaros (Caesar)

Ptolemaios Kaisar Filopatwr Filomhtwr.

Εν μέρει για να εξακριβώσω μια εποχή,
εν μέρει και την ώρα να περάσω,
την νύχτα χθες πήρα μια συλλογή
επιγραφών των Πτολεμαίων να διαβάσω.
Οι άφθονοι έπαινοι κ' η κολακείες
εις όλους μοιάζουν. Ολοι είναι λαμπροί,
ένδοξοι, κραταιοί, αγαθοεργοί·
καθ' επιχείρησίς των σοφοτάτη.
Αν πεις για τες γυναίκες της γενιάς, κι αυτές,
όλες η Βερενίκες κ' η Κλεοπάτρες θαυμαστές.

Οταν κατόρθωσα την εποχή να εξακριβώσω
θάφινα το βιβλίο αν μια μνεία μικρή,
κι ασήμαντη, του βασιλέως Καισαρίωνος
δεν είλκυε την προσοχή μου αμέσως...

Α, να, ήρθες συ με την αόριστη
γοητεία σου. Στην ιστορία λίγες
γραμμές μονάχα βρίσκονται για σένα,
κ' έτσι πιο ελεύθερα σ' έπλασα μες στον νου μου.
Σ' έπλασα ωραίο κ' αισθηματικό.
Η τέχνη μου στο πρόσωπό σου δίνει
μιαν ονειρώδη συμπαθητική εμορφιά.
Και τόσο πλήρως σε φαντάσθηκα,
που χθες την νύχτα αργά, σαν έσβυνεν
η λάμπα μου -- άφισα επίτηδες να σβύνει --
εθάρεψα που μπήκες μες στην κάμαρά μου,
με φάνηκε που εμπρός μου στάθηκες· ως θα ήσουν
μες στην κατακτημένην Αλεξάνδρεια,
χλωμός και κουρασμένος, ιδεώδης εν τη λύπη σου,
ελπίζοντας ακόμη να σε σπλαχνισθούν,
οι φαύλοι -- που ψιθύριζαν το «Πολυκαισαρίη».

Κωνσταντίνος Π. Καβάφης (1918)

Partly to verify an era,
partly also to pass the time,
last night I picked up a collection
of Ptolemaic epigrams to read.
The plentiful praises and flatteries
for everyone are similar. They are all brilliant,
glorious, mighty, beneficent;
each of their enterprises the wisest.
If you talk of the women of that breed, they too,
all the Berenices and Cleopatras are admirable.

When I had managed to verify the era
I would have put the book away, had not a small
and insignificant mention of king Caesarion
immediately attracted my attention...

Behold, you came with your vague
charm. In history only a few
lines are found about you,
and so I molded you more freely in my mind.
I molded you handsome and sentimental.
My art gives to your face
a dreamy compassionate beauty.
And so fully did I envision you,
that late last night, as my lamp
was going out -- I let go out on purpose --
I fancied that you entered my room,
it seemed that you stood before me; as you might have been
in vanquished Alexandria,
pale and tired, idealistic in your sorrow,
still hoping that they would pity you,
the wicked -- who whispered "Too many Caesars."

Constantine P. Cavafy (1918)