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So what brings you to this killing pickle?
Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods,
Nettled and stung with pismires[nettles], when I hear
Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
then forcing his wife to eat the roasted flesh! Amazingly, two enemies, an English
The mob is a sort of bear; while your ring is through its nose, it will even dance under your cudgel; but should the ring slip, and you lose your hold, the brute will turn and rend you.
Slay like the knights of the Round Table
Purled and meandering lines drawn by knives; brain and bone exposed by stones; the rope still digging at his throat.
His father, that austere, unfeeling and untutored man, had insisted his sons polish their boots every evening. Flett has learned to be grateful for this early discipline. It kept him breathing as a boy, provided a pulse, gave order to vast incomprehension. Later he found other ways.
Croquet is tough. People play for months because the rules are so bizarre. Those crazy English.
Tricking is a evolution of innovative movement & self Expression.
locking the little scamp in the basement.
of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
As Shakespeare said, there's nothin' cooler than droppin' the 'g's off of gerunds!
In Atlantic City about to get my crunk on. I don't know what that means.
Would that some could find the courage to help themselves. Craster sprawls in his loft even now, stinking of wine and lost to sense. On his board below lies a sharp new axe. Were it me, I'd name it Answered Prayer' and make an end.
Hangings, beheadings, impalement, oh my!
There are few things more pleasurable than a cracking version of Hansel and Gretel and a good scab.
Please take General Crinkle to the torture chamber. There you will kindly slice him into thin slices. Afterward you may feed him to the seven-headed dogs.
untie. Clove Hitch
Creff was visibly agitated by the stranger's appearance at our door. Memory calls to mind the anxious wringing of his hands, resembling two furless pink badgers wrestling for each other's throats ...
Cracking the Ice scores the literary equivalent of a hat-trick: funny, harrowing and finally, heartfelt. This book is a winner.
Critasism is just a way of saying i'm jelous of your talents
Bottling up his malice to be suppressed and brought out with increased violence.
You trip and lance
Your finger at a crab. It strikes. You rub
It inch-meal to a bilge of shell. You dance
Child-crazy over tub and gunnel, grasping
Your pitchfork like a trident, poised to stab
The greasy eel-grass clasping and unclasping
The jellied iridescence of the crab.
Clamorous pauperism feastest
While honest Labor, pining, hideth his sharp ribs.
throwing stones through the windows of the Riddle House. They
What the ever-loving knuckle fuck?
Cussed fellow-critters! Kick up de damndest row as ever you can; fill your dam bellies 'till dey bust - and den die
men crown the knave and scourge the tool that did his will
Those elegant delights of jig and vaulting.
Creep, clobber, squawk. Repeat.
screws on the cowlings. Only a divine miracle
The pleasing punishment that women bare....
REVEILLE, n. A signal to sleeping soldiers to dream of battlefields no more, but get up and have their blue noses counted.
With Angela drawn to the hangdog look and Malachy lonely after three months in jail, there was bound to be a knee-trmbler.
A knee-trmbler is the act itself done up against a wall, man and woman up on their toes, straining so hard their knees tremble with the excitement that's in it.
Debt rolls a man over and over, binding him hand and foot, and letting him hang upon the fatal mesh until the long-legged interest devours him.
This fight figures to be crunk
Lord Maccon, might we have words on the proper tying of a cravat? For my sanity's sake?
Lord Maccon was nonplussed. Professor Lyall, on the other hand, was pained. "I do what I can." Lord Akeldama looked at him, pity in his eyes. "You are a brave man.
The only thing that goes with Crocs is social Ostracism.
It's one thing to be helpless as one tries to lace a corset or to mount an elephant, quite another to be helpless as a bandit pushes a black steel knife against the flesh of your throat while his brother comes to join him.
Going to pieces. To go to pieces so pointlessly and unnecessarily.
Uh ... why does your partner keep saying 'ing.' Mr Pin?"
...
"Speech impediment.' said Pin.
I will ask you once to put the dark-skinned girl down and leave."
Crandle snorted. "And if we don't?"
That one eye narrowed slightly. "Then, long after we are gone to the goddess, the grandchildren of the grandchildren of those who witness will whisper fearful stories of the way I broke you.
It's a universal truth that nothing spoils a postlunch game of croquet like suspecting the other players of murder.
Sleeping. The word came out with an adorable lack of anything resembling an L, closer to something you'd do with a broom than in a bed.
A first class professional nutcracker who might have done a job about a week ago; stolen some bells.
When you're at the end of your rope, tie a knot and hold on
what Cremica can make even Britannia and Parle cannot make!
ROPE, n. An obsolescent appliance for reminding assassins that they too are mortal. It is put about the neck and remains in place one's whole life long.
APPENDIX 1 DICKENS AND CRUIKSHANK
This was screwing. One hundred percent pissed-off, nail-raking, neck-biting, wall-fucking screwing.
The Springboard. Denning
Let guilty men remember, their black deeds
Do lean on crutches made of slender reeds.
Can you be sure?"
"I haven't spent the last fifteen hundred years learning how to knit my own socks, boy!" The crone looked like she might box Heinrich's ears, if she could reach them.
Ulick Norman Owen.
Angling may be saidtobe so likemathematics, that itcan never be fully learnt.
The sport and game of angling is the true means and cause that brings a man into a merry spirit, which makes a flowering age and a long one.
Fool's blood, king's blood, blood on the maiden's thigh, but chains for the guests and chains for the bridegroom, aye aye aye.
that heavy, indifferent lassitude which is not the will to laziness, but the frustration of the will to a secret violence that no lesser action can satisfy. That
What is nobler than a man wresting and wringing his bread from the stubborn soil by the sweat of his brow and the break of his back for his wife and children!
Criminy. Whatever. Just do something."
"Criminy?" Than stared. "Seriously? Big, bad, Mohawk-haired demon says 'criminy'?"
"Yes, criminy." Hades rubbed his bare chest. "And, fuck off.
This bad habit of fault-finding, criticizing and complaining is a tool that grows keener by constant use, and there is grave danger that he who at first is only a moderate kicker may develop into a chronic knocker, and the knife he has sharpened will sever his head. Hooker
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Hang, cur, hang, you whoreson, insolent noisemaker!
A knot you are of damned bloodsuckers.
Introduction - a social ceremony invented by the devil for the gratification of his servants and the plaguing of his enemies.
Angling is an Art ... an art worth your learning.
Foxhunting ... the unspeakable pursuing the inedible.
Rat-a-tat-tat."
"Quack."Quack-- Kate Angell
A Schwalling is when he does something unintentionally idiotic that makes him look stupid,
A dangerous crossing, a dangerous wayfaring, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting.
When Mr Ackroyd says that in the 18th century, stranglers bit off the noses of their victims, I feel that he probably knows what he is talking about. I just wish he hadn't told me.
One thing about whoring: It put a chicken on the table.
Crikey means gee whiz, wow!
Carving?"
"Your name. My back. I can't fucking wait."
Jane whistled under her breath. "Do I get to do it?"
He barked a laugh. "No!"
"Come on. I'm a surgeon, I'm good with knives.
Punning is an art of harmonious jingling upon words, which, passing in at the ears, excites a titillary motion in those parts; and this, being conveyed by the animal spirits into the muscles of the face, raises the cockles of the heart.
him lazy and stupid, they lashed his knuckles
I loathe being crimped into this deplorable position on the vampyre chessboard.
Whats the name you Poms have for that thing where you jump up and down and hit each other with sticks?"
"Sex?"
"Gardening?"
He snapped his fingers. "Morris dancing.
Brimming. That's what it is, I want to get to a place where my sentences enact brimming.
Wandering around at midnight, Ickle Firsties? Tut, tut, tut. Naughty, naughty, you'll get caughty.
Wearing a scrap of colored cloth around your neck, even though it serves no useful purpose, but which answers to the name of "tie."
A strange thing - nails will hold a building together, but there's nothing better for taking a man apart.
Spinnin' a rope is fun if your neck ain't in it
caughtoutedness.
There's times when the crockery seems alive, an' flies out o' your hand like a bird. It's like the glass, sometimes, 'ull crack as it stands. What is to be broke will be broke.
An odious crime, as old as the Bible and for an utterly despicable motive too and carried out in a cowardly manner, making use of intermediaries.
Thrilling to the sensation of hard, teeming flesh.
THE GRACKLE
The
Credulity is the sister of innocence ...
I have had to make a cross of two logs, and lie down on it, to show the Indians what it means to crucify a man.
CLUN (n.) A leg which has gone to sleep and has to be hauled around after you.
Being my lady on my arm and my slut between the sheets
sucking on a football.
ingenuity. "This
Whoring is like military service ... okay in the upper brackets, not so good lower down.
You know nothing John Snow
the wildling Ygritte
This howling mouth, this head which rolls back and tries to escape.
This is the practiced habit of jabbing out one's eyes and forgetting the work of one's hands. To
Who, like Crozier, would rather have his kidney stones removed with a spoon than be forced to suffer sermons -
[A]ngling or float fishing I can only compare to a stick and a string, with a worm at one end and a fool at the other.