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I got some tartar-control toothpaste a while back. I've still got tartar, but it's under control.
Of unquenchable sparkle and dream as ever. Behind her, in the hammock, Rilla Blythe was curled up, a fat, roly-poly little creature of
The tarot is sacred.
Snooty knew measly talked muchly.
I said, 'tart'!" she snapped.
Lane's brows went up, but I merely continued to smile, choosing to assume that her answer was a reference to where the berries should go, and not to my person.
abysmally beshitted.
Me Tarz-tosterone; You Estro-Jane
The Lord of Rags and Tatters.
with my nicely butter-laminated dough. It was, as expected, perfect. I marveled again at the way someone as strong as Tarry could so carefully
In Oppley they're smart, and in Stouch they're smarmy, but Midwich folk are just plain barmy
Bash it out now, tart it up later.
It teekles nozzing like Jock Torrance would like to teekle you, madame.
It's better to be head of a Lyzard, then the tayle of a Lyon.
Tar sands oil is the dirtiest fuel on Earth. Because producing it consumes so much energy, a gallon of tar sands crude generates 17 percent more carbon pollution than conventional crude oil.
I've tasted every victual and danced every dance; now there's one last tart I haven't bit on, one time I haven't whistled. but I'm not afraid. I'm truly curious. Death won't get a crumb by my mouth I won't keep and savor. So don't you worry over me. Now, all of you go, and let me find my sleep ...
Oh, this beast? It's ... perspicacious loris. 'Perspicacious' meaning 'wise or canny'."
"Get stuffed," Bovril said, then giggled.
"And it insults people," Telsa said. "How peculiar.
The cunning livery of hell.
A purring noise woke him. Something furry was curled on his chest. Jarby opened one eye slowly. Something black, white, buff, and lemon-smelling. He glared at her and groaned. Stupid wytzl. Buffi chirruped and fluttered away to Poke.
Adroitly that there was
Thugly the Tormentor of Young Pilots.
Thayli, you are very brave. Are you cunning, too?
An eye-jangling assortment of spurious clan tartans, adorning every conceivable object made of fabric, from caps, neckties, and serviettes down to a particularly horrid yellow "Buchanan" sett used to make men's nylon Y-front underpants.
For thogh we slepe, or wake, or rome, or ryde, Ay fleeth the tyme; it nyl no man abyde.
He must needes go that the dyvell dryveth.
She's like a dessert-hoarding dragon." Alys
Sink me! Your taylors have betrayed you! T'wood serve you better to send THEM to Madam Guillotine
Pikey Thomas dreamed of plums and caramel apples the night the faery-with-the-peeling-face stole his right eye.
I sleep on a tar roof
scream my songs
into lazy floods of stars ...
a white powder paddles through blood and heart
and the returns
pure and easy ...
This city is on my side.
I'm a mixture of untidy and anal.
Tigerkit! Have you been eavesdropping again? Tawnypelt glared at her dark tabby kit, but it was easy to see the fondness in her eyes.
Under the volcano! It was not for nothing the ancients had placed Tartarus under Mt. Aetna, nor within it, the monster Typhoeus, with his hundred heads and - relatively - fearful eyes and voices.
Hissy, hissy, little snakey, Slither on the floor, You be good to Morfin Or he'll nail you to the door.
Prickly
When I'm feeling
porcupine-y,
I get nasty,
I get whiny.
Stay away or
I might stick you.
My sharp words are
quills to prick you.
My petal.
Westminster's toy had tea issues. Thank Biffy and Lyall. Toodle pip.
A.
Remember that the Tarot is a great and sacred arcanum - its abuse is an obscenity in the inner and a folly in the outer. It is intended for quite other purposes than to determine when the tall dark man will meet the fair rich widow.
Tetchily. She was fetching Daphne from Heathrow later; at least
between Scylla and Charybdis,
Spiffy is a free-loading deadbeat kitty who sits around on my couch, watches TV all day, and eats all the Triscuits.
Land!" shouted Thomas. "Is there food?" asked Tubby Ted.
Everton are literally a bag of Revells.
You may have noticed that Turlough spent a great deal of time kept captive in various states of bondage. It was always a disappointment to me that there seemed to be no getting around this problem.
You threw Shackle," Terric said. "At his head. With a hell of a lot of magic."
"He was trying to kill you guys. He'd trapped Zay. What did you want me to do, challenge him to a game of dominos? I was supposed to ride to the rescue, right? I rode.
thou treacherous coal-souled wank-weasel!
I don't know what truculent means, but if it's good, it's me
Laurelyn is the medicine that heals all my pain
I can't even say the word 'titmouse' without giggling like a schoolgirl.
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Arty. To me the word's got as much venom associated with it as 'wacky'.
What makes tar sands particularly odious is that the energy you get out in the end, per unit carbon dioxide, is poor. It's equivalent to burning coal in your automobile.
The poison dart hidden in the raisin tart. ...
TARKIN: The wench hath lied! Deceiving,
cut-throat girl,
Most cunning princess born of
Hell's own heart!
THE "GLORI A SCOTT
Be kind to dragons, for thou art crunchy when toasted and taste good with ketchup. (Sebastian)
Traaaiiinnn," Roc repeats slowly, sounding out the word for me like I'm stupid. "T-R-A-I-N. Spell it with me, Tristan.
She's really married?" Tallow said to Bat.
"Yeah. Talia's like this Scandinavian Amazon who can break rocks with her boobs. She could fit Scarly in her armpit. Sometimes I think she likes Scarly just because she was the most portable lesbian available.
I'm sure you remember Lieutenant Tarbic."
"I do. I must say he looked better through my rifle scope.
In terms of pure comedic value, 'Tootsie' is brilliant.
Tougher'n a boiled owl.
There is nothing more painful in the world than Aly when she makes her big eyes. She makes her big hurt eyes, there's nothing you can do. She just kills you.
Just who am I?" the rough baritone asked in the infuriatingly amused tone one might use with a temperamental child. You're a monster, she wanted to say. A giant - huge and thickly muscled and terrifying. But she flung back her answer like her papa's own daughter. "You're the rebel bastard Glen Lyon.
You're a brave, brave girl, Tula" Gaby told her.
"I know", said the little girl. "I got it from you.
A little Toffee Crunch,
LEONATO
Neighbours, you are tedious.
DOGBERRY
It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in
my heart to bestow it all of your worship.
Fancy me between Scylla and Charybdis.
hopefully Mr. Blakely won't be too mad when he sees his
I am not doddery ... doddery I am not!
Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea, and frolicked in the Autumn Mist in a land called Honah Lee, little Jacky Paper loved that rascal Puff, and gave him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff.
Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon!
Ah, when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made:
Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter showers,
These flies are couch'd.
Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
Just remember: when your nerd talks to someone about "man tar", it has nothing to do with the stickiness on your sheets.
I'm lining up my troops to go to battle with. Tarver is the man at light heavyweight. He has the credibility of the fans and media, and that's what counts. That's why I am taking this risk, but I am taking it by preparing myself with good people.
Tut-tut, it looks like rain.
I'm a powerful being ... a wizard," Corny said. "So don't try anything."
"Yes," said the little faery, blinking black eyes rapidly. "No. Try nothing.
Me wretched! Let me curr to quercine shades!
Effund your albid hausts, lactiferous maids!
O, might I vole to some umbrageous clump,
Depart,
be off,
excede,
evade,
erump!
Raven: The Reverend Mr Larynx has been called off on duty, to marry or bury (I don't know which) some unfortunate person or persons, at Claydyke: ...
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
My evil genius Procrastination has whispered me to tarry 'til a more convenient season.
I think Zippy is part of me, but I'm not Zippy.
Lugubrious and pretentious at the same time.
If I hear the word 'perky' again, I'll puke.
Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts- O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!
Sometimes a tarnished life was worse than a swift death.
She had been with her share of schemers and men who were forever building castles in the sky. All of those dreams made out of clouds; when it rained - and it always did - they were left with nothing but the soggy shirts on their backs.
Sweet Pocket, you mustn't ask about my life before I came here. What I am now, I have always been, and everything I am is here with you."
"Sweet Thalia," said I. "That is a fiery flagon of dragon toss.
He was lanky, wiry as an apostrophe mark, and dressed in clothes that appeared to have come from a beggar's bin.
You're pulling a Lassie on me, aren't you?
"And I stole some oxen jerky out of Bercelak's bag. He makes the best oxen jerky."
"Bercelak the Vengeful cooks?"
"Aye. And he's surprisingly good at it, too!
Tis hard to be wretched, but worse to be knowne so.
I believe that if ever I had to practice cannibalism, I might manage if there were enough tarragon around.
Talc: You have been found guilty of misleading and perverting the young. I decree that you be
hung by your underdeveloped testicles until dead. ZORRO
Smile for the camera, pretty little Sydney Tar Ponds.
Turd-eating son of a flying tortoise
Pusillanimous. Talisman.
Eternal superiority of the Dandy.
What is the Dandy?
Yeah, that's her. Roly-poly little bitch. Fucked her in the ass the other day and, get this, she shit all over me. I'm talkin', this wasn't no little mess. This was Niagara fuckin' Falls pourin' outta her ass.
Shitfire, parson! And I mean thet sincerely!
He did an excellent Tarik impression, bringing his voice low and softly accenting the ends of his sentences. Scrubber, his raccoon, flailed and squirmed on the ground, pretending to be Monte himself. It was a light moment in the
I'm a...an otaku faery.
Tioga did you wipe it on my mustache?
Moff Tarkin sends his regards.