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I have replaced his tin life with a silver-gilt fiction
Don't say 'No,' say 'Gilbert,' ladies and gentlemen.
Not altogether a fool," said G., "but then he's a poet, which I take to be only one remove from a fool."
"True," said Dupin, after a long and thoughtful whiff from his meerschaum, "although I have been guilty of certain doggerel myself.
So I dipped into my childhood and came up with Nicky Deuce. I wanted him to get into a lot of mischief, like the time I taped a fork to a broom handle and cattle-rustled a steak off the barbecue of the next-door neighbor.
Legacy Damian Green
The trout in yonder wimpling burn - That glides, a silver dart, - And, safe beneath the shady thorn, - Defies the anglers art ...
Harlequin, probably derived from the old French Hellequin: a troop of the devil's horsemen.
Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me.
Gary, hit me as hard as you can in the face when I'm showing my ID, and then, Grayson, you just walk behind me like you belong in the joint,
I'm a floating TURNIP HEAD
head of the gangplank, she would drop the goat
Did he say:"Hullo,Pippin!This is a pleasant surprise!"?No,indeed!He said:"Get up,you tom-fool of a Took!Where,in the name of wonder,in all this ruin is Treebeard?I want him.Quick"
-Pippin Took
Gandalf put his hand on Pippin's head. "There never was much hope," he answered. "Just a fool's hope, as I have been told.
I give Finn a wicked smile. "Don't you think a peg leg would be charming? Like a pirate? The first mate of the Calypso had one, didn't he?"
"It would add a certain rakish factor. Have you got a spare eye patch?"
"Be serious, you two. Gangrene is no laughing matter," Mrs. O'Hare scolds.
Stay gold Ponyboy. Stay gold.
--Johnny quoting Robert Frost
Shudupshudup ... will ye all shudup while I'm talkin' ... Ahem. Good day ta' ye, carter fellow my ol' fellowy fellow! If ye'll gie us - me a lift as far as yer are goin', we - I'll gie ye this fine shiny golden coin! The
A gillie, by golly! But it's illegal!" "It knows," Crater
Gwen, baby, clue in. I was makin' you mine.
I'm a huge Neil Flynn fan.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
Johnny, he is bounce, effort, and snark.
I'm gonna hang out with my wang out
Gilda: How severe is the corporal punishment here?
Mrs. McCracken: Honey, nobody's going to spank you here. Don't worry.
If you Ever say Anything about fairies knitting for two gay men again, I will fire you, Then I will knit you a noose, do you hear me?
Craw outburst at Jeremy's comment.
Bless you, my boy. Have a horseshoe." "Thank you, sir. What should I do with it?" "Throw it." "Away?" "At that peg there. Then pick it up and throw it at this
Bonkie bit Garp!"
Garp bit Bonkie
Now came details of Goldby's adventures with the Cooks and their band. Chicken, Dynamite Dick, The Verdigris Kid. I wish these fellows read something other than Ned Buntline's Own. Why haven't I heard of this Goldsby before this?
An ex-tragedy queen named Miss Glynn, who, having no visible external ears, reared a head like a turnip.
Gipsies, who every ill can cure,
Except the ill of being poor
Who charms 'gainst love and agues sell,
Who can in hen-roost set a spell,
Prepar'd by arts, to them best known
To catch all feet except their own,
Who, as to fortune, can unlock it,
As easily as pick a pocket.
Bartender! Vring me some viskey with chincher ale on de side & don't be stingy, baby. (Garbo's first words in a talking picture)
bein' on th' stepladder lookin, over th' wall. But I'll tell
Snap to, Will Henry!
Hee that is in a Taverne thinkes he is in a vine-garden.
Tintin! Are you dead? Say yes or no but answer me!
He's just a man names Gatsby.
I'm the gooney bird that walked to the bank. I'm doing better than most of those guys who said I was crazy.
Underworld butt.
hospital johnny.
The combination of passion and art is what makes someone a linchpin.
Puttin rhymes into shape just like Jack LaLanne.
Florence Nightendick
SANE ASYLUM Ed Shank
what would you call this haircut?"
arthur.
Scar. I still don't know his real name. The man's like Beetlejuice... or hell, maybe he's Voldemort. He's fucking Bloody Mary. Don't dare say his name or he might show up.
You remind me of Edgar Allan Poe's Dupin. I had no idea that such individuals did exist out of stories.
graffiti on a Creggan wall would have answered her: "I knew Raymond Gilmour. Thank fuck he didn't know me.
Kenneth MacAlpin unifies the Picts and the Scots.
A picnic? It's a little late for Central Park, don't you think? It's full of-'
He waved a hand. 'Faeries. I know.'
'I was going to say muggers,' said Clary. 'Though I pity the mugger who goes after you.
circling the green. She
That Gilbert of yours is a darling, Anne,
Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold...
- Johnny to Ponyboy
Lake Winnipesaukee, he
Dropped in from a possible future via a Timeslip, and was currently trying to mend his left leg with a pair of pliers and a sonic screwdriver someone had left behind in the bar. I
And if you a G you a G-G-G. My name is Onika, you can call me Nicki.
Perry Johansson.
Once, I was dining at their home," Gil said. "My fork fell, and I began to bend down to pick it up. When she, the daughter, didn't hurry to bring me a clean fork, he slapped her, just like that, in the face.
Grampa's long beard was serving as a bookmark in a well-thumbed paperback with a Western-themed cover. I never knew what would catch Grampa's fancy in the book department. He was as likely to be caught reading a gothic romantic suspense as he was a snowblower repair manual.
A heroin-thin boy with enough rings in his eyebrows to resemble a shower curtain rod ...
Don't kid yourself munster
Flynn Rider: Frying pans... who knew, right?
Nathan Sutter," the teacher read. Here. My mother never calls me Nathan." Is it Nate?" She calls me Honeylips.
TING-A-LING, YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Rap game Julio Franco, Chuck Norris, Texas Ranger/ Ice on my fingers look like I slap-boxed a penguin.
Parker, what are you doing?" "Making a funny face in an effort to make you stop staring at me like I murdered your beloved goldfish.
Ting-a-ling mother fucker.
If the man who turnips cries, Cry not when his father dies, 'Tis proof that he had rather Have a turnip than his father.
Stay gold Ponyboy,
We could call him Gynecological Gage or Assman - AssHOLE - take your pick.
My inner goddes has her sequins on and is warming up to dance the rumba.
What do you call a kid with no arms and an eyepatch? Names.
What's your name and game.
(Stephen King The Tommy Knockers)
What are you gonna do, angel face? Stab me with your eyebrow pencil?
Carter-headed chicken.
He was a golden boy in a world of brass and tin.
The Golden Crane flies for Tarmon Gai'don!
fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award. But I don't talk about that; I didn't get rid of the Banden Banshee by smiling at him.
At Lockwood & Co., George was famous for not being able to throw or catch with any accuracy. Back in the kitchen at Portland Row, even the casual passing out of fruit or bags of chips became an exercise fraught with danger.
Philo Vance / Needs a kick in the pance.
I'm putting you in Dink Meeker's toon. From now on, as far as you're concerned, Dink Meeker is God."
"Then who are you?"
"The personnel officer who hired God.
Toppling face first into a neat, fresh pile of Danny the carthorse's nuggets.
Angels, pixies, faerie dust Treading love and living lust.
And it's Gryffindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle - Flint alongside her - poke him in the eye, Angelina! - it was a joke, Professor, it was a joke - oh no - Flint in possession, Flint flying toward the Gryffindor goal posts, come on now, Wood, save - !
Tom Hyde, the tinker, standing on the gallows, was asked if he had anything to say. "Tell the tailors," said he, "to remember to make a knot in their thread before they take the first stitch." His companion's prayer is forgotten.
I didn't just come in on a load of turnips!
row of stitches.
If I could take a punch like that, I might have been able to think up a name besides George for all my sons.
BOB PROCTOR If you see it in your mind, you're going to hold it in your hand.
There were fissures and chasms in the walls and floor, and every now and then a crack would open right before their feet. The widest was more than seven feet across, and it was long before Pippin could summon enough courage to leap over the dreadful gap.
Probably look like fucking Captain Hook.
His silver skin laced with his golden blood.
Travis!"
"Down here, Pidge. Just come in feet first, I'll catch you."
"You're out of your damn mind if you think I'm jumping into the dark!"
"I'll catch you! I promise! Now get your ass in here!
Hell's bells. I don't call him the Fist of God as a pet name, folks.
Dante Walker, you're about as gangster as Will Smith.
Wait." I began to pull off his jacket. "You forgot this."
"Keep it," he said without looking back. "I'll get it from you on Monday. When we discuss tutoring."
And Noah Hutchins - girl-using stoner boy and jacket-loaning savior - faded into the shadows.
His name was Butchie Dykes.
Whose is it, do you think?" I say finally.
"No telling," says Finnick. "Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?
smoking some exotic fairy weed.
I refuse to allow you, Beadle though you are, to turn me off the grass
That's what I meant,' said Pippin. 'We hobbits ought to stick together, and we will. I shall go, unless they chain me up. There must be someone with intelligence in the party.