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You're a hidjus old pollywobble!
Gilly Gilleshpee
Uncle Monty tell
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
So you've got no name?" I asked. "They couldn't think of one ugly enough?"
The creature snarled, stepping over the unconscious policeman.
"Set animal is too hard to say," I decided. "I'll call you Leroy."
Apparently, Leroy didn't like his name. He lunged.
I met the oddest little fellow today, Alan of Trebond.
He [Mr. Snagsby] is a mild, bald, timid man with a shining head and a scrubby clump of black hair sticking out at the back. He tends to meekness and obesity.
Oh, silly me. Lottie is Olive's dog. You must have seen her: pretty little black cocker spaniel. Mind you, what Olive's son thought he was doing getting his mother a dog last Christmas, I don't know. Crazy with her health problems; and where is he now? Scarpered off to live in Australia.
Finn?"
"Edie."
"Don't let me out of your sight.
When a boy's first romantic interlude is with Phoebe the Dog-Faced Girl, he feels a need to get out into the world and find a new life.
What name shall I call you?"
"Addie's fine. I know who she is."
"A mouthy little alchemist?"
"See, you know her, too.
Come on. Say it, Raffe." I give him a half smile. "I love it when you say Pooky Bear. It's just so perfect when it comes out of your mouth."
"She might kill you in your sleep one of these days just so she can get rid of that name.
Olly's glowing; if he was six inches tall and fluffy, Toys R Us would ship him by the thousands.
Touch me." He instructed as he lifted her hands and placed them on his chest, "See, I am just Alfonzo. I'm human, not the boogey-man," then he smiled reassuringly ...
That's what I'd call him if he was my dog. Jacket-humper. Kinda had a ring to it. Although it seemed a little long for vet visits and intros to lady dogs.
What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?
Jesper Llewellyn Fahey, that is enough!" Colm roared. (...)
Inej cocked her head to one side. "Jesper Llewellyn Fahey?"
"Shut up," said Jesper. "It's a family name."
Inej made a solemn bow. "Whatever you say, Llewellyn.
Here lies Dobby, a free elf.
Alex Hailey, who traced his roots all the way to the back of the bus. Never got a dinner!
Birdy Edwards is here. I am Birdy Edwards!
Alan will never forget. Click Here to
Kitten, this is my best mate, Charles, but you can call him Spade. Charles, this is Cat, the woman I've been telling you about. You can see for yourself that everything I've said is ... an understatement.
Not Cub," I say. "I'm not Cub. I'm Adanna." Nico
Who will bell the cat?
O Jamesy let me up out of this pooh
I shall call him Tufty.
who said "Brother?!" because Goldie is Freddy's brother.
Grumpy is her favorite dwarf.
her. Once Addie let someone in, she was impossible to forget. There was something about her that crawled inside a person and built a nice comfy home there,
Rome Archer, if you don't wake up right this second so I can tell you that I love you, I swear I'm going to name this baby something ridiculous like Daffodil or Rover and I'm going to let your brother be in charge of haircuts until he or she is old enough to complain.
Finley?" His voice was weak, but there was no mistaking it.
"Griffin?" Joy skipped in her chest. "You're awake."
His forehead wrinkled, and his eyelashes fluttered. "Are you crying? My face is wet."
"Of course not," she lied. "Sam was here before me. It must have been him.
Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Martell)
My little Jasnah, insufferable and wonderful.
LADY BRACKNELL
Algernon is an extremely, I may almost say an ostentatiously, eligible young man. He has nothing, but he looks everything. What more can one desire?
I've always been an animal lover. I've grown up with dogs my whole life. I think that is what helped me get the role on 'Lassie', I was comfortable around the dog, where many of the kids were afraid or intimidated by Lassie.
Everton" (Francis)
Alex turned his head to view a rainbow peacock mask bobbing toward him. "Good Lord, Francis, you are replendent," he said admiringly.
The peacock stopped beside him. "Dash it, Everton, how'd you know it was me?"
You're still wearing your faux ruby ring.
He is my dog, Toto," answered Dorothy.
"Is he made of tin, or stuffed?" asked the Lion.
"Neither. He's a
a
a meat dog," said the girl.
I love you, Maddy." "I love you, Olly. I loved you before I knew you.
Who the shit is Otis?
Alfriston is a compact village set around a rather traffic-weary High Street, mainly of old, timbered buildings. The principal sights lie to the east on the river side.
Lucy, has he not rather the air of an incipient John Bull? He used to be slender as an eel, and now I fancy in him a sort of heavy dragoon bent - a beef-eater tendency. Graham, take notice! If you grow fat I disown you.
Reece, the jerk, appeared unperturbed. He raised a big hand and waved. Hi, folks. My name is Reece Peterson. I'm a wolf from the Pelly River pack in the North West Territories. I work as an ice road trucker and in my spare time I like to camp, ski and, more recently, drive Teddy nuts.
You know nothing John Snow
the wildling Ygritte
Reginald, the dog-bear," I repeated.
"Or bear-dog," she reminded me.
"That's terrible," I said in mock solemnity. "He's already not sure what he is- a dog, a bear ... a bog ... "
She giggled.
"And then you tag him with the name Reginald?" I shook my head.
The squealing little arse-gerbil.
I'm Homer, the blind brother.
You have always told me it was Ernest. I have introduced you to every one as Ernest. You answer to the name of Ernest. You look as if your name was Ernest. You are the most earnest-looking person I ever saw in my life. It is perfectly absurd your saying that your name isn't Ernest.
If Raymond Chandler came from the South, his name would be Ace Atkins.
In the beginning, there was house. In the end, there was house, and in the middle, there is Axwell
She's not pretty. Little, funny Fernie. She's not pretty. Poor Fernie.
Is Adrian here?"
"Who?"
"Adrian. Tall. Brown hair. Green eyes."
She frowned. "Do you mean Jet?"
"I ... I'm not sure. Does he smoke like a chimney?"
The girl nodded sagely. "Yup. You must mean Jet.
And what are you doing with a bloody cat, Charles? Some sort of mascot four our dear Reaper here?"
"Not another word," Spade snapped, getting into the car and seating the carrier on his lap.
"Ian, trust me
don't," Crispin said
My favourite character would have to be 'Ash,' because I love my brooding bad boys. But a certain snarky talking cat runs a very close second.
The peasants of Asturias are convinced that in every litter of wolves there is one dog, which is killed by the mother because, otherwise, as he grew up, he would devour the other little ones. Give to this dog-son of a wolf a human face, and the result will be Javert.
Mr. Invisible Baggins
Amory Blaine inherited from his mother every trait, except the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while.
What was the name of that dog on 'Rin Tin Tin'?
Atticus, ixnay issingpay off the oppercay.
Samy was Samantha. She was wearing a white linen dress. She also had on hobbit feet, huge and extremely hairy ones.
And then there's the personal question so many of Lassie's fans want to ask: Is he allowed on the furniture? Of course he is-but, then, he's the one who paid for it.
Combray, we used often to invite him to our house.
Addie was the greatest joy of Celia's life. Not a burden. Not a tragedy. A gift. A gift that God had perhaps insisted on giving her even when, in fear, she'd asked for the opposite.
He was shivering like a Wicklow sheepdog in a snowy yard, though the weather was officially 'clement'.
The first layer of clothing was his jacket, the second his shirt, the third his long-johns, the fourth his share of lice, the fifth his share of fear.
Now Gibbie had been honoured with the acquaintance of many dogs, and the friendship of most of them, for a lover of humanity can hardly fail to be a lover of caninity.
It suddenly struck me that Dawsey is a lonesome person. I think it may be that he has always been lonely, but he didn't mind before, and now he minds.
Agnes like she was a baby bird. Dabney felt a combination of
We used to have a dog named Snoopy, you know, a real live dog. I suppose people who love Snoopy won't like it, but we gave him away. He fought with other dogs, so we traded him in for a load of gravel.
If you were in the Brondby dressing room right now, which of the Liverpool players would you be looking at?
Yeah, and Mr. Cuddles is a jealous sort. He doesn't share us well. (Geary)
Does this mean I'll have to fight him? (Arik)
You'd never win. Mr. Cuddles cheats. You think he's just a pushover teddy bear, but he's vicious, I tell you. Vicious. (Geary)
will-o'-the-wisp
Tyson, the fleece. Can you get it for me?'
'Which one?' Tyson said, looking around at the hundreds of sheep.
'In the tree!' I said. 'The gold one!'
'Oh. Pretty. Yes.
Izzy. Sweet, beautiful, but eternally strange Izzy.
So you're the Pigeon, huh?"
"No," I snapped. "I have a name."
He seemed amused at the way I regarded him, which only served to make me angrier.
"Well? What is it?" he asked.
I took a bite of the last apple spear on my plate, ignoring him.
"Pigeon it is, then," he shrugged.
Eric and Susan Benson didn't come to Amazon alone every day - they brought their dog Rufus, a Welsh corgi.
After all: I had been practicing lifting up Owen Meany - forever. The
Mr. Bingley, and he was looked at with
There's a sort of wooly headed duckiness about you. If I wasn't so crazy about Marmaduke, I could really marry you Bertie.
Only Live Like You (OLLY)
Maya, having recently made her way through The Lord of the Rings trilogy, names it Bag End. "Because it looks as if a hobbit might live here." A.J. kisses his daughter on the forehead. He is delighted to have produced such a fantastic nerd.
Max?" "Hmm?" "Will I have to use a litter box?" "Emma!
Goggie!" she exclaimed, holding both hands out urgently to Lad, who'd been dozing by the fire.
"By all means," Michael replied amicably, as if he and Mary were having a conversation. "Let's bring the mutt with us, as well. He's almost presentable now that he stinks o' roses.
What's Mr. Dimming's first name?" "Wallace!" We all cracked up at that.
They say it's a wise bairn that kens its father, but I dinna think there's much doubt who yours is, lass. Ye might have had the lang nebbit and red locks from anyone, but ye didna get the stubbornness from any man but Jamie Fraser.
He's a pit bull," Adam said.
"I know some really nice pit bulls."
"He's the kind of pit that makes the evening news. Gansey's trying to restrain him."
"How noble.
You couldn't guess at a breed to look at him, but at least one of his parents must have been a wooly mammoth.
Wallace Beery was a tiresome actor.
Dad instantly set out his stall:he wanted a big dog, a 'man dog',a dog that if it was human would enjoy a pint and stare at the barmaid's arse
Colchester, Ash, my captain, staking my body with his cock like a conqueror, like a king.
light. "I'll ring Malcolm's mum's croft and have him
Birds, birds, birds, I'm a Pet Shop Boy
Bruno, my old faithful. I haven't sufficiently described him. Is it enough to say he is indescribable? No. Better to try and fail than not to try at all.
The only bright spot in the entire evening was the presence of Kevin "Tubby" Matchwell, the eleven-year-old porker who tackled the role of Santa with a beguiling authenticity. The false beard tended to muffle his speech, but they could hear his chafing thighs all the way to the North Pole.
Finnie kicked a packet of washing powder. "Why am I surrounded by morons? Did I tick the wrong bloody box for room service? I wanted scrambled eggs on toast, but they delivered a family-sized bag of idiots!
Oliver Biddle was who you became if you couldn't find anyone to love except your parents.
Who's a good boy," Willa was saying to the dog in a light, silly voice that had the dog panting happily into her face.
"That's right," she cooed, "you are, aren't you? Aren't you a good boy?"
"Well I don't like to brag," Keane said, leaning against the doorjamb. "But I do have my moments.
Now, Rowsby Woof was the man's dog; and he was the most objectionable, malicious, disgusting brute that ever licked a man's hand. He
Rick and Scotty, who had heard Australian slang before from Digger Sears, one-time mate of the Tarpon, broke into chuckles.
"I'd better translate," Scotty said, "'Lord stone the crows' is just an expression. Oscar Ashe is hard cash. Yakka is hard work. And dinkum oil is gospel truth.
Alec is brave, and he's good, and he's loyal, and like all Lightwoods he has cheekbones you could use to slice salami.
the senile, lecherous expression of a camel.
The bisy larke, messager of day.