Top 100 Mr D Quotes
#1. When hot dogs like Mr. D'Amato or the Republican apologist Roger Ailes say that Whitewater is worse than Watergate, it's because they're suffering from a disease. It's called bull-imia, and it's the regurgitation of patent hyperbole.
Anna Quindlen
#2. Are you suggesting that the gods have trouble acting together, young lady?" Dionysus asked.
Yes, Lord Dionysus."
Mr. D nodded. "Just checking. You're right, of course. Carry on.
Rick Riordan
#3. Tantalus expelled you for eternity", Clarisse told us smugly."Mr.D said if any of you show your face at camp again,he'll turn you into squirrels and run you over with his SUV.
Rick Riordan
#4. Personally," Mr. D continued, "I couldn't care less, but congratulations. Also, I should tell you that we have a new camper today. Peter Johnson." Chiron murmured something. "Er, Percy Jackson," Mr. D corrected. "That's right. Hurrah, and all that. Now run along to your silly campfire. Go on.
Rick Riordan
#5. You got hair like a girl," Mr. D said. "And you smell like bubble bath. At least I can get a trim." "I'm wearing Old Spice." "Next time try something stronger. Like horse manure." Mr.
J.R. Ward
#6. You're Dionysus," I said. "The god of wine."
Mr. D rolled his eyes. "What do they say these days, Grover? Do the children say 'Well duh!'?"
Y-yes, Mr. D."
Then, well, duh! Percy Jackson. Did you think I was Aphrodite, perhaps?"
You're a god."
Yes, child."
A god. You.
Rick Riordan
#7. Mr.D got up with a huge sigh. Yes,I suppose I'd better say hello to all you brats.
Rick Riordan
#8. Mr. D," Grover asked timidly, "if you're not going to eat it, could I have your Diet Coke can?
Rick Riordan
#9. God alert!" Blackjack yelled. "It's the wine dude!
Mr. D sighed in exasperation. "The next person, or horse, who calls me the 'wine dude' will end up in a bottle of Merlot!
Rick Riordan
#10. The game played a song and Mr. D progressed to level 254. Ha!
Rick Riordan
#11. Spontaneous combustion IS a form of harm, Mr. D, Chiron put in.
Rick Riordan
#12. What fools the public were! They were exactly like sheep ... thought Mr. Abbott sleepily ... following each other's lead, neglecting one book and buying another just because other people were buying it, although, for the life of you, you couldn't see what the one lacked and the other possessed.
D.E. Stevenson
#13. On a radio drama, I'd like to feel that I had just as much chance of playing Mr. Darcy as anyone else because I can sound like him, yet many radio producers find it very difficult to extend their imaginations to employing anyone who's non-white.
Sanjeev Bhaskar
#14. He looked like those paintings of baby angels - what do you call them, hubbubs? No cherubs. That's it. He looked like a cherub who'd turned middle-aged in a trailer park.
Rick Riordan
#15. One thing led to another and I didn't have to take tickets any more because I now worked for Mr. Rogers. He said if I was going to take care of his horses than I'd better learn how to ride. He was very kind to me.
Glenn Ford
#16. Special Assistant Agent in Charge
Lang."
He nearly smiled at the title she knew she'd botched again.
"Just 'Mr Lang' is fine.
Roxanne St. Claire
#17. Fitz yawned, and she patted Mr. Snuggles on the head as she stood to leave. He mumbled something, the words too sleepy to be coherent. But Sophie could've sworn he'd said, Miss you.
Shannon Messenger
#18. Stop smiling," I grumbled. "Can't.""Were you this irritating when we met?""I was charming. Very charming.""Where did Mr. Charming go?""That guy didn't have staying power.""But Mr. Irritating? He'll stick around?""Unfortunately.
C.D. Reiss
#19. I'm afraid you're going to have a rather boring couple of weeks, Mr. Smith. If I were you, I'd buy a couple of good books. You're going to need them.
Mina Carter
#20. I followed someone who had very large shoes. He had very large shoes. Mr. J. R. D. Tata. He was a legend in the Indian business community. He had been at the helm of the Tata organization for 50 years. You were almost starting to think he was going to be there forever.
Ratan Tata
#21. I met Hamlet at a number 48B bus stop," said Mr. Gedeon. "He'd been there for some time, poor chap. At least eight buses had passed him by, and he hadn't taken any of them. It's to be expected, I suppose. It's in his nature.
John Connolly
#22. She felt as though she'd acquiesced in her own rape ...
Judith Rossner
#23. The Eisenhower Memorial competition and project have stirred a remarkable polemic, the center of which is not President Eisenhower or Washington, D.C. but Mr. Gehry and the values he promulgates.
Leon Krier
#24. Dear Mr Skully, I have caught my neck in a mangle and will be indisposed for eternity. Yours in death S.D.
J.P. Donleavy
#25. You are a strange man, Mr. Poe." "So I've been told," Edgar said. "I'd rather be strange than boring. It's a flaw in my character.
David Niall Wilson
#26. It's not the solution, Mr. Canton. It's the path to the solution that's fascinating.
Gary D. Schmidt
#27. You regard yourself as tolerant, and in that one adjective you most fittingly describe yourself. You really don't like people you tolerate them. You are very tolerant, MR. BUT.
Saul D. Alinsky
#28. The floor went completely black when Mr. Amos pulled the door shut. I couldn't see it now, but I'd rememorized the exact shape the stain was in. The padlock snapped shut with the loudest click I'd ever heard.
Christopher Paul Curtis
#29. I stood my ground. "You evil scientist are all the same
evil. Count me out."
Fang and I brushed past Mr. God and walked quickly but smoothly to the exit. It was barely noon, and I'd already made a huge enemy.
Dang, I'm good.
James Patterson
#30. It's a rotten world, Miss Millick,' said Mr. Wran, talking at the window. 'Fit for another morbid growth of superstition. It's time the ghosts, or whatever you call them, took over and began a rule of fear, They'd be no worse than men.' ("Smoke Ghost")
Fritz Leiber
#31. since I know for a fact that her class had been in the physics labs when Mr. Fibs got attacked by the bees he thought he'd genetically modified to obey commands from a whistle. (Turns out they only respond to the voice of James Earl Jones.)
Ally Carter
#32. He glared at Mr. Diddley's yellow-toothed smile, and thought how he'd like to shove a toothbrush in his mouth and teach him how to use it.
Justin Swapp
#33. Dear, Mr. Ajax ... don't ye know ... the fires of Hell are stoked by righteous lawyers! Tis a fact it is. All that hot air ... How'd ya think they get that Brimstone so hot?
Old Tom Goodling from Angela's Coven
Bruce Jenvey
#34. Another d-mn'd thick, square book! Always, scribble, scribble, scribble! Eh! Mr. Gibbon?
Edward Gibbon
#35. I couldn t help but say to Mr. Gorbachev just think how easy his task and mine might be in these meetings that we held if suddenly there was a threat to this world from another planet. We d find out once and for all that we really are all human beings here on this earth together
Ronald Reagan
#36. When I was 12 years old, or however old I was when Bringing It All Back Home came out, I'd just skip back and forth endlessly between 'Subterranean Homesick Blues' and 'It's Alright, Ma' and 'Mr. Tambourine Man,' and now my Dylan roots are showing big time.
Rodney Crowell
#37. Let's have the facts first," insisted Mr. Sandy Wadgers. "Let's be sure we'd be acting perfectly right in bustin' that there door open. A door onbust is always open to bustin', but ye can't onbust a door once you've busted en." And
H.G.Wells
#38. I'd like to think that, when I explain it, that Mr. Trump will understand marriage is defined by two people who love each other, commit to each other, and will care for each other through thick and thin.
George Takei
#39. In the span of a few minuted, he'd gone from his usual Mr. Cranky-Pants to Sir Kissy Smiles-A-Lot.
Julie Ann Walker
#40. The women in the room chatted about love, about childhood, about losing parents, about Mr. Spock, about good books they'd read.
They mothered each other.
Louise Penny
#41. He was out of his mind," said Atticus. "Don't like to contradict you, Mr. Finch - wasn't crazy - mean as hell. Low-down skunk with enough liquor in him to make him brave enough to kill children. He'd never have met you face to face.
Harper Lee
#42. She warned me about Mr. Herondale, though, said he'd likely be rude to me, and familiar. She said I could be rude right back, that nobody would mind."
"Someone ought to be rude to him. He's rude enough to everyone else.
Cassandra Clare
#43. I'd grown to trust Mr. Bradshaw, even though he was the one who had taught me how to lie. Not to mention the day he lectured me on how to get close to someone to find out the truth about them, as if he was the ultimate expert. Nevertheless, I trusted him. I really did.
Embee
#44. Yeah, and Mr. Cuddles is a jealous sort. He doesn't share us well. (Geary)
Does this mean I'll have to fight him? (Arik)
You'd never win. Mr. Cuddles cheats. You think he's just a pushover teddy bear, but he's vicious, I tell you. Vicious. (Geary)
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#45. I don't dislike him because he's a Jew,' said Mr. Nunnery. 'One can't dismiss whole races at a time.' 'He's all right.' 'You'd hardly know he was a Jew.' 'Oh, no. Hardly at all.
Anthony Powell
#47. More worryingly, my baby fangs were out, which usually happened only when I was perilously close to tipping over into Mr. Hyde territory. I quickly drew them back in. It didn't help much. I still looked like Dracula's daughter. Which was completely unfair, since he'd only been an uncle.
Karen Chance
#48. Yeah? What'd you name all those cats?" Death, Famine, Pestilence, War, and Mr. Whiskers." You named your cats after the riders of the apocal
wait. Mr. Whiskers?" Well, there are only four horsemen.
Richelle Mead
#49. Now, I get how strange this is going to sound, but good old Craig here calling Mr. Cole a "fucking dick" somehow rubbed me the wrong way. I inexplicably felt like I was the only person in the world who'd earned that privilege.
Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
#50. Maybe if you'd worn a shirt - "
"They said they didn't have a shirt!"
"Then I have nothing for you, my friend. You're trapped. I, however - "
"Take one step away from me, you Mr. Darcy wannabe, and I'll snap your spine.
Shelly Laurenston
#51. Once you get past all the Mr. Vinsons, you're going to start getting closer and closer - that is, if you want to, and if you look for it and wait for it - to the kind of information that will be very, very dear to your heart.
J.D. Salinger
#52. You can't bribe me with pie." Before he'd finished the sentence, his stomach grumbled loudly in a plea for the pie.
The men grinned.
"We all know you're a pie ho," Mr. Elroy said.
Jill Shalvis
#53. We have all sinned, Mr. Darcy, and we cannot look for mercy without showing it in our lives.
P.D. James
#54. If you feel DOWN, I'll help you to RISE.
If you feel ALONE, I'll be your COMPANY.
If you feel BORED, I'll make you SMILE.
Coz Smile makes you m0re beautiful so keep smiling ... :D
Mr. Sid
#55. I just ... tell me something true about you."
"I own a pair of bell-bottoms," he confessed. "And an orange disco shirt."
"I don't believe you. You must wear it, then, next time I see you."
"I couldn't," the Gray Man said, amused. "I'd have to change my name to Mr. Orange.
Maggie Stiefvater
#56. I've heard it said that God made all men, but Samuel Colt made all men equal.
We'd see what Mr. Colt could do for a woman.
Cherie Priest
#57. Mr. Monogamy doesn't find my shenanigans funny? Oh thank god, if you did I'd have to chuck it all and join a monastery.
Kim Cormack
#58. Mr. Merrick, I'd like to speak with you.
Mr. Merrick. He hated when teachers called him that, like he was an old man stopping by to learn a few math tricks.
Brigid Kemmerer
#59. So, Mr. Mandrake, what is it you plan to do with me this evening?" I asked haughtily.
"I presume," he said, playing along, "that I will start with feeding you proper and then proceed with more ... pestiferous acts."
I smiled through the confusion. I'd have to look up that word later.
Brandi Salazar
#60. It stretched off into dim infinity, dotted with floating globes of silvery light. Mr. Grey had been told that the globes were swampfire, encased in a timeloop charm so they were inextinguishable. He'd never even heard of swampfire, much
G. Norman Lippert
#61. Well, you see, Mr. Martson," Tray began, flashing a charming smile, "this isn't what it looks like." "It isn't? he asked skeptically. "No, you see Taryn thought it'd be a good idea to practice her climbing skills." "On you?" Mr. Martson supplied dryly. "Yeah,
Tijan
#62. Elizabeth remembered how foolish everyone had felt when they discovered Mr. Mercandy was the victim of a stroke and not a zombie as they'd thought.
Francine Pascal
#63. Mr. Dowd," Miller said. "What I am about to do to you is literally the only bright spot in my day. If you could see your way clear to resisting arrest, I'd really appreciate it." "Harry?
James S.A. Corey
#64. Weren't expecting this, were you, Mr. Detective? Probably thought, once a mountain fell on her, you'd seen the last of our sister, eh?"
"To be honest," Skulduggery said, "yes.
Derek Landy
#65. Maybe Liz was right and she'd wanted someplace safe. Maybe Mr. Solomon really did understand that running was the only way Macey would find out if we'd run after her. Or maybe, like me, she just wanted to disappear for a little while
Ally Carter
#66. I think you have to be fair, Mr Greatrix. To treat people as kindly as you'd want those closest to you to be treated. I might be your tenant but I'm also your friend and neighbour.'
Someone once said to her that when she spoke she made people feel naked against the world.
Sunjeev Sahota
#67. I thought he was the man I'd been waiting for. A hero right out of Austen. The one who would finally make everything okay. Only he wasn't real. Like Austen's characters, he was fiction. Mr. Darcy broke my heart.
Beth Pattillo
#68. I strode toward Mr. Coffee with lust in my eyes. We'd had a thing for quite some time now Mr. Coffee and I ...
Darynda Jones
#69. Jesus, she called her cat "Mr. Purrsie Purrs." Colt didn't know much about cats but he knew hers wasn't a stupid one and if the damn thing understood English and recognized this affront to his dignity he'd scratch her eyes out.
Kristen Ashley
#70. I should say she didn't," said Mr. Macey, significantly. "Before I said "sniff", I took care to know as she'd say "snaff", and pretty quick too. I wasn't a-going to open my mouth, like a dog at a fly, and snap it to again, wi' nothing to swaller.
George Eliot
#71. You think it's funny?" Shay said with annoyance.
"Yes." Her friend paused to get her laughter under control. "I'm sorry. It's just that you're the last person in the world I'd ever imagine marrying again after ol' Mr. Flaccid Flagpole.
Lindsey Brookes
#72. If you want the extra-ordinary, you've got to be willing to forsake the ordinary' - Annie Grimes in Mr Alhourani's Dead Man's Spots
D.M. Lee
#73. Lovely Arra Sails,
nectar to all males,
how I'd like to spear you like a whaler spears a whale!
Darren Shan
#74. If I were someone named Mr. Ass, I'd be really worried about doing time.
Vince McMahon
#75. Frank will be okay, Alice," Mr. Vargas said. "He's an odd duck, but brilliant children often are. I make myself out to be," he said. "I'm worried, yes. But I'd worry more if she didn't have Frank. She's all he got, and she knows it.
Julia Claiborne Johnson
#76. But it's wonderful,' said Mr. Giles, when he had explained, 'what a man will do, when his blood is up. I should have committed murder - I know I should - if we'd caught one of them rascals.
Charles Dickens
#77. Mr. Finch, if you was a nigger like me, you'd be scared, too.
Harper Lee
#78. By the way, in case you weren't paying attention or something, did you catch what Mr. Powell called me? "Young artist." I bet you missed that.
Gary D. Schmidt
#79. Mr. Weasley was unavailable for comment, although his wife told reporters to clear off or she'd set the family ghoul on them.
J.K. Rowling
#80. While F.D.R. once told Americans that we have nothing to fear but fear itself, Mr. Ashcroft is delighted to play the part of Fear Itself, an assignment in which he lets his imagination run riot.
Frank Rich
#81. Mr. Young hadn't had to quiet a screaming baby for years. H'ed never been much good at it to start with. He'd always respected Sir Winston Churchill, and patting small versions of him on the bottom had always seemed ungracious.
Terry Pratchett
#82. You know one thing that Mr. Powell taught me? He taught me that sometimes, art can make you forget everything else all around you. That's what are can do.
Gary D. Schmidt
#83. The waiter repeated, The cocktails are from Mr Seadon. He asked me to tell you that he thought you'd enjoy them. They are called Secrets.
Milly Silver
#84. My actual daddy used to say that if you didn't let some things go, you'd spend your whole life fighting -Anya/Mr. Balanchine
Gabrielle Zevin
#85. I stood and followed a confident Judas out of the restaurant. It was not the arrogant prick I followed, but the allure of financial gain I was money's bitch, not Mr Mattox's.
S.J.D. Peterson
#86. This is a neighborhood where underwear sags low. For instance, ole Mr Deutschman lives up here, who used to be upstanding and decent.
D.B.C. Pierre
#87. Well, Mr Ward. Given how much sex we have, I'd say you're the majority shareholder of power in this relationship.
Jodi Ellen Malpas
#88. You're worth three of these other retards that I have working for me," Mr. Fletcher said. For a moment, he'd been flattered; then he realized he'd just been given the value of three retards.
T. Ellery Hodges
#89. I don't think you can be a physician and not see yourself reflected in your patient's illness. How would I deal with the kind of news I'd given Mr. Walters?
Abraham Verghese
#90. The older I get, Mr. Lapine, the more I realize it's sometimes preferable not knowing the answers to things. In fact, I often wish I'd never heard the question.
Tracy Guzeman
#91. It is a practical world, Mr. Owen, and we have to do practical things.
John D. MacDonald
#92. Last but not least, she put on a pair of black-framed reading glasses she'd found on Mr. Mercer's bedside table. If it worked for Clark Kent, it'd work for her.
Sara Shepard
#93. We can accommodate Mr. Delgado as well. (LaCrosse)
'He'd agreed with polite grace, but he wasn't particularly happy. Someone had him by the short hairs and was braiding them.' (Carlos)
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#94. Speaking of scents, if Mr. Cologne-laced Letters really wants to stalk me, he'd be wise to follow me here, maybe offer to buy me a new release. That would get him a lot more action than his current bi-polar approach.
Angela Graham
#95. So Mr. Pizarsky had been a poet? That was how he'd said it: "I was a poet." As if the poet had died. He was hiding, perhaps.
Helen Oyeyemi
#96. Come on in," Elaine said. "She's already here. Pam, this is Mr. Scudder, Matthew Scudder. Matt, I'd like you to meet Pam.
Lawrence Block
#97. It was Miss Stephanie's pleasure to tell us: this morning Mr. Bob Ewell stopped Atticus on the post office corner, spat in his face, and told him he'd get him if it took the rest of
his life.
Harper Lee
#98. If I were you, I'd put up that pistol, Mr. Ottershaw,' said Hugo. 'Were you meaning to challenge the ghost with it? You'd catch cold if you did, you know. It's no crime that I ever heard of to caper about rigged up as a boggard.
Georgette Heyer
#99. Matthais: *Sighs* England. I'd take my Valentine to England on a tour of all the places from Jane Austen's books. Derbyshire, Mr. Darcy's house. Places like that.
Ayden: You're really milking that whole dark, brooding thing.
A&E Kirk
#100. You say you know me, Mr. Railey, but obviously, you don't. If you did, you'd know I don't spit out.
Tiffany Reisz
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