captivating quotations from movies, television, literature and people - curated by actual geeks.
Unseen, in the background, Fate was quietly slipping the lead into the boxing-glove.
The Right Hon. was a tubby little chap who looked as if he had been poured into his clothes and had forgotton to say “When!”
Bingo uttered a stricken woofle like a bull-dog that has been refused cake.
There is only one cure for grey hair. It was invented by a Frenchman. It is called the guillotine.
Pongo shuddered, accordingly, and in addition to shuddering uttered a sharp quack of anguish such as might have proceeded from some duck which, sauntering in a reverie beside a duck-pond, had inadvertently stubbed its toe on a broken soda-water bottle.