Amie

“Good Morning!" said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under long bushy eyebrows that stuck out further than the brim of his shady hat.

"What do you mean?" he said. "Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?"

"All of them at once," said Bilbo. "And a very fine morning for a pipe of tobacco out of doors, into the bargain.

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"Good morning!" he said at last. "We don't want any adventures here, thank you! You might try over The Hill or across The Water." By this he meant that the conversation was at an end.
"What a lot of things you do use Good morning for!" said Gandalf. "Now you mean that you want to get rid of me, and that it won't be good till I move off.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit, or There and Back Again

“It looked like the type of place people came to be forgotten”
― S.A. Chakraborty, The City of Brass

“That made it worse, this passing of a barbed baton between women who, no matter how clever, how powerful, would always be known by the men to whom they were attached.”
― S.A. Chakraborty, The Empire of Gold

“Back at the Euphrates, when I asked if you wanted to continue, and you took my hand... would you do it again? Should I have stopped, returned you to Cairo — "
Nahri instantly reached for his hand. "I would do it again, Dara. I would take your hand a thousand times over.”
― S.A. Chakraborty, The Empire of Gold