Discover the most popular and inspiring quotes and sayings on the topic of Brill. Share them with your friends on social media platforms like Facebook, Twitter, or your personal blogs, and let the world be inspired by their powerful messages. Here are the Top 100 Brill Quotes And Sayings by 93 Authors including R.a. Salvatore,Red Phoenix,Cassandra Clare,Jacob Grimm,Kirsty Murray for you to enjoy and share.
Drizzt would come for him; probably Wulfgar and Catti-brie, too. But not Bruenor.
How do you know you have a cheap Dom?"
Brie rolled her eyes. "Just hit me with it."
"He asks you to take off your collar to walk the dog."
Brie actually laughed out loud.
I shall see you on Blackfriars Bridge, Tessa.
cudgel! That's worth thy trouble,
When you were born, just a fresh babe, and I held you in my arms for the first time, I knew that we had to call you Bridie, after the blessed St. Brigid. I knew because the moment I set eyes on you, I saw you had holy fire in you, exactly like our own St. Brigid.
Don't make me flip you off"
"Why would I deprive you of a favourite hobby?"
"Because my finger's getting sore.
The letters in 'Brace Beemer' can be arranged to spell 'Embrace Beer.'
Lady Bracknell, I hate to seem inquisitive, but would you kindly inform me who I am?
Do you always drink Sprite?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"I want to buy some for when you visit my place."
Bailey grinned like I had told her she won the lottery. If she kept smiling at me that way, I didn't think my ego could fit into the restaurant much longer.
Brunch is boring, but that's part of the charm of it.
Great is our calling,
We dare not be idle.
The saddle is in place,
And Jesus is bridle.
Come on. Let's go and sit down. I need to have a beer and a nervous
breakdown."
"Talk first, then breakdown. I want answers, not drool."
"You used to love my drool."
"Ha. You funny.
He turned with Wulfgar to leave, but the door burst in before them. "Nice blade, elf!" said Bruenor Battlehammer, standing in a puddle of seawater.
What is your name?" asked Lear.
Caius," said Kent.
And whence do you hail?"
From Bonking, sire."
Well, yes, lad, as do we all," said Lear, "but from what town?
Pudge, my friend, we are indefuckingstructible.
His eyes fixed on hers, the gold flecks darkening to amber. An assassin who looks after his own skin? That's exactly what I am, Brenna. I would rather die than harm you, but anyone else? I could kill them without blinking. It's what I was born to do.
Being bridled, or yielding obediently to restraint, is necessary for our personal growth and progression.
Come with me, sweet lass, and I'll make good on me promise to chase ye through the woods like a highlander." Broen spoke in a rich timbre laced with good humor. " Ye there ... Lads, be sporting now and let me ravish this charming creature the way only a Scotsman can!
Bryony closed her eyes. I am making an enchanted house sad. God help me.
Where is he? Bridgerton!" he bellowed.
Three chestnut heads swiveled in his direction. Simon stomped across the grass, murder in his eyes.
"I meant the idiot Bridgerton."
"That, I believe," Anthony said mildly, tilting his chin toward Colin, "would refer to you.
Stick that bumbershoot
in elephant's foot
brolly stand behind
the big door. Mind
your manners at High tea.
Oh, do shove off, Lady Bling. I was thinking some rather important thoughts before you interrupted me.
Whoever taught my mother the phrase stud muffin should be prosecuted
Mr. Paggle lifted his own ale in the air. "What shall we toast to?"
"Yarrow's right hook?" Peer said.
"Bray's unladylike nerve?" Arlow suggested.
"To new friends," Yarrow said.
"New friends," they agreed. Their glasses clinked merrily.
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
Hey," he said.
"Hi." Oh, damn. It was awkward.
"What're you doing?"
"Shearing a sheep. It's cold outside, and I need a new hat."
He paused. "You're joking, right?"
"Yes, Marshall." I gnawed on my fingers some more and sunk back in my chair.
The bodkin, comb, and essence to prepare? For this your locks in paper durance bound, For this with tort'ring irons wreath'd around? 100 For this with fillets strain'd your tender head, And bravely bore the double loads of lead?
Winna ye be gaein' awa', to write buiks, an' gar fowk fin' oot what's the maitter wi' them?
Briar Rose awakens to grace us with her gentle presence once more."
"Shut up," says Vol.
"Your thorns are showing.
Diddley dee I have got to pee
Sits bits unhitch!
I am content to be a bric-a-bracker and a Ceramiker.
What we call the Irish Brogue is no sooner discovered, than it makes the deliverer, in the last degree, ridiculous and despised; and, from such a mouth, an Englishman expects nothing but bulls, blunders, and follies.
I'm bored to death. Perhaps I should pillage one of my neighbors for my own amusement. It seems to work for Drowden.
I see that you have a knife behind your back... You will drop your knife. - Ewen, to Brenna
I'll send a boy round to [the crazy farmer] Martin's and ask him to come by with a couple bottles."
"Get five or six," Bast said. "It's getting cold at night. Winter's coming."
The innkeeper smiled. "I'm sure Martin will be flattered.
Support cripples ability, pity smothers courage,
But criticism glistens rusted brilliancy.
Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a dweam.
Enter Dogberry and
He's a filler," Cammie says with more conviction than a suicide bomber.
"What does that mean?" I am studying the menu, contemplating an almond croissant.
"You know - stuff something into your heart quickly to stop it from cracking open ... from
bleeding out ...
Is this still battle? Is this still the glorious matching of man against man? Or is this just murder? He did not care. I cannot tell jokes, or make pretty conversation, but this I can do. This I am made for. Bremer dan Gorst, king of the world!
Decebel turned and growled, "One of these days your mouth is going to write a check that your cute little ass can't cash." Decebel thought this would render her speechless but he should have known better.
"Oh, don't worry fur ball, I plan to be writing that check out in your name.
Dear Alec, As your best friend and parabatai, I am offended not to have been asked to be your best man at the wedding. Et tu, Brutus. -Jace Alec , he really is upset. He hasn't washed his hair in three days. -Clary
The shirt says; 'I bite.' You prick, not 'I blo
Brastias. My friend." Uh-oh, this couldn't be good. "Do you lie to me?"
"Uh ... no."
"See? That's a lie!
Before you make a friend, eate a bushell of salt with him.
[Before you make a friend, eat a bushel of salt with him.]
This building fool could only be Bess of Hardwicke, a woman whose name is seldom seen in print without the word "redoubtable" in front of it. I wondered if anyone ever called her redoubtable to her face. I redoubted it.
If the alpha tried to separate him from Brenna, he'd have a fight on his hands. A bloody one.
Jamie popped a handful of Skittles into his bottle of Grolsch. He took a swig and savoured the tangy sweets shrinking in his mouth. He glanced up at the pictures on the pub wall: Alexander Graham Bell, Busby the bird and Sam Spade. The picture of Bogart made Jamie want to put a fag in his mouth
Do what is right and what is good.
Bryeison to Alasdair before going to his death on the battlefield.
Shaselle?"
"What now?" I incredulously exclaimed.
"Do you have plans tomorrow?"
"What?"
"I have a day off duty. We could-"
"No!" I shouted. "What is this?
I was thinking you could come out here for breakfast. I'll cook. "
"You cook?"
"Breakfast."
"You're bribing me with breakfast to tell you why I left Colorado?"
Eric Shrugged. "You're bribing me with lunch just so to get me alone at my house.
Ha-ha. The dumb jock who can't talk the Queen's English. I swear to God, the next person who corrects my grammar gets punched in the face.
Breslin gives me his wise-teacher smile, which is kind and crinkly and would make me feel warm all over if I was dumber than a bag of hair.
Boy, I was daid.
Scuse me - gotta hurry home - left the chillun on the stove.
Blivet is when a man has a box or a bag that is designed to hold five pounds worth of stuff and he tries to shove ten pounds worth of stuff into it instead.
Do you even know what hammerd means?" I asked.
"Something to do with drinking your American beer out of a hole in the side of a can?"
Dave reached over and slapped him on the shin. "Close enough.
Bleesed is the person whose mind is ever at peace never diprssed never disappointed.
Let's have the facts first," insisted Mr. Sandy Wadgers. "Let's be sure we'd be acting perfectly right in bustin' that there door open. A door onbust is always open to bustin', but ye can't onbust a door once you've busted en." And
What's got your jockstrap in a wad? (Abbie)
But if you would know, I am turning aside soon. I am going to have a long talk with Bombadil: such a talk as I have not had in all my time. He is a moss-gatherer, and I have been a stone doomed to rolling. But my rolling days are ending, and now we shall have much to say to one another.
Well ah woke up aboot hauf ten an' ah wiz still pissed fae the Friday night. Oan the table beside ma bed wiz hauf a spliff, hauf a boatle a wine an' a can ay beer. Ah smoked the spliff an' drank the wine fur ma breakfast then rolled another joint tae huv wae the beer.
Ok, let me get this straight. Big wolf attacks you, and you bring him home?"
Brid threw out her arms and sent an 'are you a moron?' look to her best friend.
Sir, he [Bolingbroke] was a scoundrel and a coward: a scoundrel for charging a blunderbuss against religion and morality; a coward, because he had not resolution to fire it off himself, but left half a crown to a beggarly Scotsman to draw the trigger at his death.
BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.
Deer Reeder: First may I say, sorry for any werds I spel rong. Because I am a fox! So don't rite or spel perfect.
Be careful, this is the greatest fencer since the death of the Wizard of Corsica. Do not burgle.
I've got a fight in fourty-five minutes, Pidge. I want you there.
My older brother, Lucas, is twenty and away at college."
"Those are pretty normal names."
"Normal?"
"No Chets or Wellingtons or anything."
He raises one eyebrow. "Do you know any Wellingtons?"
"Of course not, but you probably do."
"No, actually I don't.
We can have lunch at Brown and Muffs
Inside these letters, the eye will see
Nearby are your friends, and VFD.
The bulls are my best friends."
I translated to Brett.
"You kill your friends?" she asked.
"Always," he said in English, and laughed. "So they don't kill me.
Just when you think that maybe Brennus is running' out of crazy, he shows up with a brand new can of it ... economy size.
It was time to work on his trees, to brew medicines and weed the rooftop plants before he forgot who he really was in all this running around. (Briar)
I love brunch because it's breakfast and lunch why not.
sangfroid. Brezan took notes, even though the meeting was being recorded, because otherwise he wouldn't have been able to concentrate on what Muris was
Oh," he said, knocking a red ball into
a hole. "It's you."
"You were expecting someone else?"
I asked. "Am I interrupting your social
calendar?" I made a big show of
glancing around the empty room. "I don't
want to keep you from the mob of fans
beating down your door.
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
Blay thought of the text that he didn't intend to ignore. "You suck." "Yes, I do, don't I." Qhuinn licked his lips. "And you like me to.
My fault? How the hell is this"
I waved my arm across the table
my fault?"
"You know we don't believe in hell, so stop using that word in our presence," Bridie said.
"Fine. How in fucked-up fairyland is this my fault?
Just call me the Boswell of the Krull Gang.
I make you this promise, Brenna mine. I will see to it that you know well that bliss. You will know love of body and mind and heart. I will love you with all that I have.
Why O why did I ever leave my hobbit-hole? said poor Mr. Baggins, bumping up and down on Bombur's back.
I think you and he need to talk. And once you do, I won't have to worry about being jumped like a felon again."
Blay frowned. "He and I have nothing to say to each other - "
"With all due respect, the ligature marks around my neck would suggest otherwise.
Smack me if we ever get that awful."
"But I strong>sstrong>mack you strong>sstrong>o often," strong>sstrong>he strong>sstrong>aid, "how will you know that'strong>sstrong> what I'm strong>sstrong>macking you for?"
"We strong>sstrong>hall work out a strong>sstrong>macking code.
Brummies run themselves down, they're very self-deprecating. Whereas Yorkshire people certainly aren't.
I'm Breckin," he says. "I'm in an alliance to overtake the public school system and all its minions with your daughter.
I want to take ye to bed. In my bed. And I mean to spend the rest of the day thinking
what to do wit ye once I got ye there. So wee Archie can just go and play at marbles
with his bollucks, aye?
Have I interrupted a conversation?' she asked.
'No, only a complete silence,' said Birkin.
'Oh,' said Ursula, vaguely, absent.
I refuse to allow you, Beadle though you are, to turn me off the grass
From now on, no talking," Royce told him, having to shout to be heard over the wind as he hoisted the coil over his head.
Is that supposed to be a joke?
Have a biscuit, Potter.
What are you doing back at the bakery?" I asked [Diesel]. "Did you know Wulf was here?" "No. I knew food was here.
You must all know about Bourgain, so I don't have to write his name on the board-for an obvious reason.
It is as it is. Betren son of Bromwell Defender of Delmarath
I am James Burlough, the Earl of Deerhurst.' The earl's pleasant smile capsized into not-quite-polite puzzlement. 'And who might you be, sir?
Succotash my cocker spaniel, you fudging crevasse-hole dipshiitake!
I should have seduced you at the ball," she said. "Kilts are probably much more convenient."
"Oh, aye," said Colin, and his smile was full of light. "But you'll get another chance or ten, I promise.
You're a bum-rag covered in clart!