Himym Barney Quotes Novels & Stories

“Every night is girl’s night?” “Are you done?”. “Even if I can’t make it perfect, I can make it better”. “That’s enough of the barbie quotes”. “Nooo, it’s Kenough!”. Laughing loudly, I plant my ass in her abomination. “Seriously though, what the hell happened with this thing? A candy cane vomited all over it?”.

she prodded once again, her voice dripping with faux innocence. Summoning a semblance of patience, I offered a sassy smile and replied, "Oh, Rihanna, you're truly relentless, aren't you? It's almost admirable how you manage to transform every casual conversation into a bar-centric inquisition. But I'm afraid today's chapter of 'The Bar Chronicles' is under strict embargo. You'll just have to wait for the memoirs."

Damon's lips curled into a smile. "It'll be different this time, Damon. I'm not the same person as before. If we really start fighting, you might not be a match for me." "Hehe, you're really arrogant. I forgot to tell you, Master Barney sent me down here to deal with you guys." "You!" Tina said, "Why is Barney going back on his words? Didn't he say that no one will stop us as long as we can leave?"

Barney took a glass, poured hot water himself, and pushed it toward her. "It's cold. Drink some hot water." Angela's jaw tensed. Finally, she lifted her head to meet his gaze. His face was sharply chiseled, every angle precise and defined. Under the bright lights, he exuded an air of noble authority. Angela felt utterly ridiculous, like a clown exposed in front of a king. Her throat hoarse, she murmured, "I'm sorry for all the trouble." "Making mistakes isn't the problem. What matters is recognizing them," Barney said. "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Cam is slinking away, but won’t get far if Jim decides to go after him. “Even in the scrubs.” I give him a half-smile and sigh. “I’m trying not to go off on a rant right now, but I cannot stand guys like that. There are other reasons for going to a bar, you know. Not everyone wants to hook up with you, Mr. I’m-Doing-Business-in-Newport.” Jim laughs. “That was his line?” “It was one I remember. It’s pretty bad, huh?” I readjust my purse on my shoulder. “I think this is a sign from the universe I’m not meant to be at a bar tonight. I just want to go home.”

"That's what you call euphemism, right C? That girl wants some dick, and she wants it ten minutes ago." "So you're saying I got a shot?" asked Jay. "I'm telling Sylvia you said that." "If Sylvia could see that, she'd be more disappointed if I didn't at least try," he quipped. "What do you think that back tattoo says?" Roddy squinted, then shrugged it off. "I'll check it out tonight while I'm... you know, never mind. Too crude, even for me." "Whoa, hey, where are you going?" demanded Jacqui. But I wasn't waiting to explain myself. There wasn't any explanation I could give. I walked up to the bar, leaving a quartet of gaping friends in my wake.

“Or it was when my mouth first touched your skin, in my dad's elevator. I just know you can't get out of my head... all the time. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding harder than I could take it and my breath coming in ragged breaths. Then said: - You called my tattoo “ridiculous”? - From everything I said... Did you just fucking hear that? I trained for hours to be able to take every word of what I just said... - How many women do you say that to, Hector? - I never told anyone, Barbara. You are different from all the women that have ever passed through my life. - I am no different from any woman, Hector. - You're beautiful, speak your mind. You are “life”, Bárbara Novaes... Life that cal

“Life has a funny way of giving you what you need when you least expect it.” “Just like we never thought we would be in love right, Bartholomew?” She murmured hugging Bart tightly. “Right… Best time of my life though...” He whispered hugging her tightly. “I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

"Sometimes, a little liquid courage is all we have to get us through the tough times. Ha-ha!" I nodded in appreciation for the bartender's words of wisdom. "It's just... everything feels like it's falling apart," I admitted, my voice shaking from emotion. The bartender gave me a sympathetic grin. "Life has a funny way of throwing surprises when we least expect it!" he said. "But you'll make it through this. "You're stronger than you think!" I took a deep breath, the weight of my troubles feeling a little lighter with the bartender's reassurance. "Thank you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.