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Henry York, aka Whimpering Child, aka WC (hair sample included), is hereby identified as Enemy, Hazard, and Human Mishap to all faeren in all districts, in all ways, and in all worlds.
He unrolls names like a splendid carpet.
A charming fellow, and so clever: he models himself on me.
Ronan Lynch, keeper of secrets, fighter of men, devil of a boy,
He must be provided with a claque. It will be your task, Jeeves,
Something snapped inside Maryse. He is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He's my son.
I have been asked whether I wish to nominate a successor, an inheritor, a dauphin or delfino. I have decided to name Christopher Hitchens.
Raoul, you shall not pass!
Jacob." A whisper of the past.
Roy: The immutable heart of what we are that bleeds through whatever we might become. All else is vanity.
Guy Carpenter frowned and came into the drawing room through the window. He had a long face like a horse, he was pale and looked rather supercilious. His manner was pompous. Hercule Poirot found him unattractive.
CHAPTER XLV THE TRUSTY AGENT
AT THE SOUND of the bell, Sir John forgot all ills. "Squire Shallow," he shouted merrily, "the lunch bell calls. Come along and don't forget to bring the bottle of sack. We shall share a celebratory glass over the wizard's hide. High Ho! Off to R-O-O-O-ASTING a wizard we must go!
Hayes. Peter Hayes.
We met a great many other interesting people, among them Lewis Carroll, author of the immortal "Alice"
but he was only interesting to look at, for he was the silliest and shyest full-grown man I have ever met except "Uncle Remus.
His love, his heart, Sir Christian Brandon.
Mr. Bingley, and he was looked at with
He may live in my memory as the most amiable man of my acquaintance..
There is nothing so dangerous for anyone who has something to hide as conversation! ... A human being, Hastings, cannot resist theopportunity to reveal himself and express his personality which conversation gives him. Every time he will give himself away.
Up rose Robin Hood
AND THE PERSON OUTSIDE TO WHOM YOU WERE speaking?" Inspector Hewitt asked. "Dogger," I said.
"First name?" "Flavia," I said. I couldn't help myself.
Sirius. He pulled off the parchment, unrolled it, and saw the
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.
GLOUCESTER
Now, good sir, what are you?
EDGAR
A most poor man made tame to fortune's blows,
Who by the art of known and feeling sorrows
Am pregnant to good pity.
That affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence.
he's braw and pulchritudinous,
psychologist Timothy
Oh, Gods."
His eyes shone with want and predatory satisfaction. "The name's William. It's a common mistake.
Frederick Mitchell-Hedges,
His eyes were dark, dangerous, and not at all cold. He burned with an internal inferno she wanted to touch. She stared into the gaze of a tiger and knew, even as she watched the cat retreat into the camouflage of a gentleman: The Duke of Wakefield was the Ghost of St. Giles.
Harold is clever from Person of Interest.
Find depressing his determination to make his characters suffer even when a little common sense on both his part and theirs could avoid it. Tess is one of the most irritating young women in Victorian fiction. Won
The cool, lithe, cynical, and unconquered lord of the housetops.
will-o'-the-wisp
Rufus? He's a grand kisser, and he's dead sexy.
The guy from the bar appeared silently at Uncle Billy's side, his expression cool and steady. He nodded at me once, and turned to my uncle. Seeing him face-to-face,I knew, absolutely, he wasn't just a regular customer. He was a complicationa. A big one. Mo, meet Colin Donnelly. Your bodyguard.
Who is he, the ill-disposed gentleman in pink?" inquire the Comte, when they were out of earshot.
"A creature of no importance," shrugged Philip.
"So I see. Yet he contrives to arouse your anger.?"
"Yes," admitted Philip. "I do not like the color of his coat.
I was introduced to Mr. Davy, who has rooms adjoining mine (in the Royal Institution); he is a very agreeable and intelligent young man, and we have interesting conversation in an evening ...
Don't say 'No,' say 'Gilbert,' ladies and gentlemen.
What is his name?-- Jane Austen
There's no one quite like William - I bet he's really kind. You can just tell by looking at him.
Lorenzo Gambini, I presume? Or would you prefer to be called - "
"Sir," I cut in before he can say Scar. "You can call me sir, if it gives you the tingles. Otherwise, let's just stick with Gambini.
Snicker on hearing his name: 'the gentleman who thinks we are descended from the apes.'
Colonel Hugh Pickering - Well, I'm dashed!
Do yourself a favor,' I said. "Forget it. Forget you ever saw me."
"Forget that you tried to kill me too?"
"Yeah. That, too."
"But who are you?"
"Percy-" I started to say. Then the skeletons turned around. "Gotta go!"
"What kind of name is Percy Gotta-go?"
I bolted for the exit.
But who are you?"
Percy - " I started to say. Then the skeletons turned around. "Gotta go!"
What kind of name is Percy Gotta-go?
Sebastian Grey.
The worrds rang like a miserable moan in her head. On the list of men she ought not to be kissing, he had to rank at the top, along with the King, Lord Liverpool, and the chimney sweep.
He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
A small house agent's clerk, with one bold stare,
One of the low on whom assurance sits
As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
Shakespeare, he's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his bells, speaking to some French girl who says she knows me well.
Professor Branestawm
Merlin's eyes narrowed. We require heroes of wit and cleverness, unafraid to foil convention in order to defend a higher allegiance. Battle skills matter not. What we need at this moment, James Potter, are scoundrels with honor.
Is not he? I had him along for his books and potions, and kept him for his character. Profundities of disgruntled sentiments, injured spirits, wounded affection, bitterness, marginality, disdain of establishment - I knew we should get on famously.
Friar! What a strange name. I don't remember having created such a thing!
Sit down, Will. There's a good fellow," he said.
"Yes, sir," replied Will, and Halt's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"He's never called me sir," he said.
"Probably trying to get on my good side," Crowley replied.
Halt nodded savagely. "Probably.
You're joking, Perce! You are actually joking, Percy ... I don't think I've heard you joke since you were-
Jasper. Little brother. My heart.
How does he look, Jeeves?"
"Sir?"
"What does Mr Bassington-Bassington look like?"
"It is hardly my place, sir, to criticize the facial peculiarities of your friends.
An interesting one, this boy who looks like a Shadowhunter and speaks like gentry.
Strong Phillip, able to lift overweight nymphomaniacs with both hands. Harvey
A perspicacious lad, Mr. McLean. A perspicacious swine, indeed.
Mr. Charismo? Surely not Tibor Charismo, the most famous man in all of England.
Everything about him spelled sincere, from the SIN on his lips, to the CERE in his eyes.
Ahh . . . him I don't like.
Why, he was so handsome and brave that no one would ever have suspected that he was bookish!
How pleasant to know Mr Lear! / Who has written such volumes of stuff! / Some think him ill-tempered and queer / But a few think him pleasant enough.
What am I?" he asked. "I am Edmund Herondale, and, my lady, I am always and forever at your service. If you will have me." He smiled, and the smile was slow and devastating. In the dark narrow street long past midnight, his eyes were high summer.
Who's the Angelfucker now?
What's his name?
Dante, or the hyena that writes poetry in tombs.
There was a tall, sensible man in the room called Thorpe, a gentleman with very little magical learning, but a degree of common sense rare in a magician. He
It feels like we're in a Harry Potter book talking about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
Asked McTavish one day. "I read it in a book.* You can tell it is a very good name for a goat," Geoffrey replied.
Nathaniel Septimus Ernest Bertram Lysander Tybalt Zacharias Edmund Alexander Humphrey Percy Quentin Tristan Augustus Bartholomew Tarquin Imogen Sebastian Theodore Clarence Smythe.
Woodrow don't mention nothing he can keep from mentioning. You couldn't call him a mentioner.
*So, you're the small troublemaker who foiled Saturday's Cocigrue," said Lady Friday. Leaf, a friend of the so-called Rightful Heir , this Arthur Penhaligon. How kind of you to visit.
He was very patient, and deeply kind; a bit reserved, but quietly generous. His word was his honor, and his honor was sacred. He was truthful, protective, and profoundly trustworthy. Lily thought he was extraordinary.
By the way, the best place to find names for fictional characters, if you are ever foolish enough to write a novel, is in a Bradshaw or an ABC. All the nicest people always sound like railway stations.
Magician of Lublin,
A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or, by'r Lady, inclining to threescore; and now I remember me, his name is Falstaff.
I liked that young man, did not you? There was something particularly pleasing about his manners, which I thought very easy and frank. He has an air of honest manliness, too, which, in these days of fribbles and counter-coxcombs, I own I find refreshing!
That Reyes Farrow boy.
Scout Finch, juvenile desperado, hellraiser extraordinary.
And you, Percy, are my favorite son.
Justin Hermann is one of the best new voices in short fiction-deep and entertaining as hell, with many funny lines, unexpected turns of events, and great insights. Wonderful stories: each one is a trip!
Merlin's "Merlin" outfit.
Mr. Invisible Baggins
amanuensis. A rapt
Ern! Ern! Guess 'oo Neville is, Ern! 'E's 'Arry Potter! I can see 'is scar!
Cherk: a charming jerk.
I'm the Dread Pirate Roberts, but you can call me 'Weasley.
the king of kind hearts and polite fellows
Henry Chinaski, the principal said over the microphone. And I walked forward. There was no applause. The one kindly soul in the audience gave two or three clasps.
He is intriguing, I may love him...
-Tomris, October 1942, p. 322.
Kincaid! Bolshevik Muppet!
History - a biography of a few stout and earnest persons
WESLEY AYERS is the stranger in the halls of the Coronado. He is the Keeper in the garden who shares my secret. He is the boy who reads me books. He is the one who teaches me how to touch.
Like Aurelia, he is a lover of humanity in all its quirks and foibles, quick to delight and slow to judge.
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?
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.
Jed Perl writes precisely and ecstatically. Antoine' s Alphabet is a history and a fairy tale, a work of criticism, and a work of art.