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Hardy's The Mayor of Casterbridge.
field. I'll meet you there.
Suddenly,I could picture Tinker on the back of a horse somewhere: at the edge of the treeline under a towering sky ... at his college roommate's ranch, perhaps ... where rhey hunted deer with antique rifles and with dogs that were better bred than me.
Gilderoy Lockhart
West, pull your head out of your easel. Boxner
Cincinnati is a beautiful city; cheerful, thriving, and animated. I have not often seen a place that commends itself so favourably and pleasantly to a stranger at the first glance as this does.
I enjoy travelling the world, but nowhere beats Walsall.
away from Clive.
I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.
Chris Colfer ... he's like a ... playful wood-nymph.
A London copper doesn't like to intrude upon a traveller camp with anything less than a van full of bodies in riot gear - it's considered disrespectful otherwise.
Despite my involvement in difficult and sometimes controversial questions I have received consistent support from the people of Ashfield. They have recognised that it is necessary to take difficult decisions, that newspapers do not always report fairly or accurately.
My favorite urban flower, the baseball box score
Quidditch Through the Ages Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them The Tales of Beedle the Bard
My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?" Mr. Bennet
Buff Bagwell ain't nothin' but a chippendale dancer!
Hahnji, mister, you must be patient. Before you can name that corner, our future must become past.
Through love scraps of copper are turned to gold.
There was something wrong about the house in Eastfield Terrace. Something unpleasant.
Daisy, Daisy, the coppers are after you,
If they catch you they'll give you a month or two,
They'll tie you up with wi-er
Behind the Black Mari-er,
So ring your bell
And pedal like hell
On a bicycle made for two.
When I'm in London, it feels like I am that character who is 'Tom Odell.'
Connecticut's Beardsley Zoo
Into the center - Queen's Square. This is the heart of Wolverhampton's youth scene - our Left Bank, our Haight-Ashbury, our Soho. To the right, five skaters. To the left, three goths, sitting around the Man On 'Is 'Oss - a statue of a man, on his horse.
Brass, stay down all summer.
The most I have to fear while hiking in Warwickshire and Worcestershire, the two historic British counties closest to my city home in Birmingham, is whether or not the mud awaiting me in the narrow lanes ahead is deep enough to foul my socks.
Beckford is not a suicide spot. Beckford is a place to get rid of troublesome women.
Just because there's tarnish on the copper, doesn't mean there's not a shine beneath.
go outside the box!
I'm world-famous in West Bromwich.
And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay"
"Well, I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.
Colchester, Ash, my captain, staking my body with his cock like a conqueror, like a king.
Oh, hey, kettle, I'm pot and wow, you're black." - Owen
Grew up in Stapleton House village, where blood flood the waters in the streets like oil spillage
The Merseyside derby games are unique in the city.
Robert Cohn was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton.
David Cone is in a class by himself with three or four other players
One more thing: Linda, can you get to Canterbury and take over my Chaucerian Society? They're at Dovecote Hostelry in the old city. We're visiting all the scenes of the great murders. Tomorrow they want to see where Becket was killed. They're a bloodthirsty lot, it seems.
Owen Owens Field embodies the name of the team that calls it home. It's Spartan to the core.
To the attention of the New Fiddleham Police Department: You've got my middle-C, and I would like it back.
...
Please return Jackaby's tuning fork. He's getting even more obnoxious than usual.
'The Bradshaws' is the appropriately inappropriate English title given to an enigma - some hundreds of thousands of mysterious rock art paintings scattered through the wilds of the Kimberley, an area larger than Germany in the remote, scarcely populated northwest of Australia.
happy hunting-grounds
Cowdenbeath Football Club have always been at the centre of Cowdenbeath - literally and in every aspect of community life.
on the outskirts of Johnson
I wish we could see Hamilton.
We used to play baseball back in that field and keep an eye out for the bulls.
I am crumbling in sync with old Hackney.
All I ask is that you bust your heiny on that field.
I couldn't have made a better shot, if I had been one of those detectives who see a chap walking along the street and deduce that he is a retired manufacturer of poppet valves named Robinson with rheumatism in one arm, living at Clapham.
Chris Cooper I got to work with many times.
Bagby Hot Springs.
Bosh. I find a rival - but no, I won't flatter myself that Tecumseh Fox would consider himself a rival of Dol Bonner - I find an eminent detective in your apartment, and that alone is enough, without adding that he is concealed in your bedroom while I am discussing my business with you ...
Wednesday is pizza day at Chadham High. The lunchroom smells like a cross between a sewer and a dead skunk. Chadham High pizza consists of a cardboard crust and sauce made of mud, topped with some kind of fungus that looks suspiciously like phlegm pretending to be cheese.
Dig if you will a picture:
I wondered where Cohn got that incapacity to enjoy Paris. Possibly from Mencken. Mencken hates Paris, I believe. So many young men get their likes and dislikes from Mencken.
Greenwich is a funny word, isn't it? All green and witchy. Like soup.
But if that's Olham, then I must be ...
Legacy Damian Green
I am, and always will be, proud to be a Hackney girl.
Cruise the diamond district with my biscuit.
You can't trust the 'specials' like the old time 'coppers' When you can't find your way home.
Sutton's dead. Tell no one. Keep playing along ... or you're next.
There is one man," the artist said after a moment. He'd paled. "H. F. Powell."
"Where would I find him?"
West didn't seem to hear him for a moment. He shook his head as if clearing away cobwebs from his brain. "Find him?" His laugh was more of a grunt. "Six feet under, last I checked.
In 1970, Danvers town historian Richard B. Trask asked the property owners, Alfred and Edie Anne Hutchinson, for permission to do an archaeological dig there.
the butterfly of Christmastown?
Casey Lomonaco, KPA CTP, May/June 2010
Blake Crouch, Chicago's deputy chief, and says, "I don't know." Crouch resembles a mole, with a long, sharp nose and tiny black eyes.
Cabeswater was such a good listener.
Jockey Wilson, he comes from the valleys and he's chuffing like a choo-choo train!
PS: Allston rules!
Play-ground, his
I've got to make sure Corey Clark is all right.
A flat black bug, that is London.
Cadogan Place is the one slight bond that joins two great extremes; it is the connecting link between the aristocratic pavements of Belgrave Square, and the barbarism of Chelsea.
Bellport. A podium.
I went on a Saturday afternoon, once more cutting through Dorrance Marstellar's cornfield
Solution: Winchester.
with his partner. Griff's out of Baltimore, too.
Phelps, I want you to find Sir Dominic Hunter. I don't care if you have to drag him out of his damn office in Whitehall or from the deepest pits of hell, but do not come back here without him.
Somerset desperately needs more high-end music making on its doorstep, so the chance to share great music spanning genres as diverse as orchestral classics, trip hop and jazz, in the utterly relaxed and cathartic environment of a Somerset field, is for me the fulfilment of a long-term dream.
R.F. JACKABY
INVESTIGATIVE SERVICES
ASSISTANT WANTED
-$8 PER WEEK-
Must be literate and possess a keen intellect and open mind.
Strong stomach preferred.
Inquire at 926 Augur Lane.
Do not stare at the frog.
I lived in Camden, Primrose Hill and Kentish Town for 10 years.
Marshington is here.
Pip, dear old chap. life is made of ever many partings welded together, as I may say, and one man's a blacksmith and one's a whitesmith, one's a goldsmith, and one's a coppersmith. Diwisions among such must come, and must be met as they come.
Tina Blackstone,
Nigel Barton:Everyone says 'Up at Oxford'. You come 'down' when you've finished there.
Harry Barton: Well, what's this then? Does bloody Oxford move up and down the bloody map then?
put flowers in the mud, baby.
Overground.
That punt was higher than Marion Berry on a fact-finding tour of Cartagena.
I am a Norfolk man and Glory in being so.
My ignorance of science is such that if anyone mentioned copper nitrate I should think he was talking about policemen's overtime.
What's his name?
The misbegotten town of Whistlebrass is hidden away in a forgotten corner of northern Vermont like a guilty secret or a bloody knife buried under the floorboards.
It's a good thing I stayed in Cincinnati for four years
It took me that long to learn how to spell it.
Tate, I can't - " He cut me off. "Buck.
Wayne's like my son, Brooklyn, who goes out in the garden to play and have fun.
Street towards Covent Garden. There was
South.
'But no name?,
'No, Guido. But I'll keep
His copper hair curled at the edges, and his smile could light a thousand cities.
against Cameron's
CALL ME PATCH. NO REALLY, CALL ME