"Bike" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... on my bike. Wonderful sorrowful-fine music 'e played. The ponies they did come round 'e—yu cud zee the tears rennin' down their chakes; 'twas powerful sad. 'E 'adn't ...
— Forsyte Saga • John Galsworthy
... uncommonly pretty little sprite, and the selfish hag of a sister only left orders that I was to take care of the bike! I could see where there was a stone as well as ...
— Modern Broods • Charlotte Mary Yonge
... them a touch of high life. Zow-e, if we are going less than a mile a minute I hope I have to walk home. Cheese, there's a bike cop. Can you loose him? Beat it. Good-by, Bobby. Look out, there's another one in front. Slow up, for goodness sake, or we will be pinched. What is it, sergeant? Oh, no, sir. Not more than six miles an ...
— The Sorrows of a Show Girl • Kenneth McGaffey
... will fill your dish, in milk and water, till quite tender; drain it on a sieve sprinkle a little salt over it, put a layer in your dish then cheese and butter as in the polenta, and bike it ...
— The Virginia Housewife • Mary Randolph
... he asked. "It's a matter of five minutes on a bike, ten minutes in the automobile, and ...
— Olympian Nights • John Kendrick Bangs
... a greasy road, and a side-slipping motor-bike provided the means of an introduction between Second Lieutenant Courtenay of the 1st Footsloggers and Sergeant Willard K. Rawbon of the Mechanical Transport branch of the A.S.C. The Mechanical Transport as a rule extend a bland contempt to motor-cycles running ...
— Action Front • Boyd Cable (Ernest Andrew Ewart)
... kindness,' she said. 'Put my bike in your shed, and take it to Baker's on Monday, ...
— England, My England • D.H. Lawrence
... guide, subway map. procession, cavalcade, caravan, file, cortege, column. [Organs and instruments of locomotion] vehicle &c. 272; automobile, train, bus, airplane, plane, autobus, omnibus, subway, motorbike, dirt bike, off-road vehicle, van, minivan, motor scooter',trolley, locomotive; legs, feet, pegs, pins, trotters. traveler &c. 268. depot [U.S.], railway station, station. V. travel, journey, course; take a journey, go a journey; take a walk, go out for walk &c. n.; have ...
— Roget's Thesaurus
... shall nip up to Doctor's on his bike, and tell him to come down there. Now, lads, lift him quiet and ...
— The Railway Children • E. Nesbit
... capon craws and queer ha ha's, They made our lugs grow eerie, O; The hungry bike did scrape and pike, 'Till we were wae and weary, O; But a royal ghaist wha ance was cas'd A prisoner aughteen year awa, He fir'd a fiddler in the north ...
— The Complete Works of Robert Burns: Containing his Poems, Songs, and Correspondence. • Robert Burns and Allan Cunningham
... Reverend on the top of Box Hill one Saturday afternoon. Bike had punctured, and the Reverend gave me the loan of his cyclists' repairing outfit. We had our tea together. Watercress, bread-and-butter, and two sorts of jam—one bob per head. He issued an invite to his diggings in the Temple. Cocoa and cigs. of an evening. ...
— Not George Washington - An Autobiographical Novel • P. G. Wodehouse
... wearin' a blue sweater under his coat like the bike riders," was Andrew's very unknightly description of the knight whom I had chosen to play lead in the drama of the beautiful ...
— Some Everyday Folk and Dawn • Miles Franklin
... would lean on his bike and take off his sun helmet and mop his bald scalp, scowling while he pretended ...
— To Remember Charlie By • Roger Dee
... Page: City scene of park entrance and busy street: tall apartment building on left; car driving by; bike-riding boy behind running boy and dog; mailman handing mail ...
— It's like this, cat • Emily Neville
... queer "ha, ha's," They made our lugs grow eerie, O; The hungry bike did scrape and fyke, Till we were wae and weary, O: But a royal ghaist, wha ance was cas'd, A prisoner, aughteen year awa', He fir'd a Fiddler in the North, That dang ...
— Poems And Songs Of Robert Burns • Robert Burns
... looking to-day. He had plucked out the last prop that held up the British goddess, and she had fallen and crushed the traitor in her fall. I turned and darted for the coat which I knew to contain the package, ripped it up with my sword, and raced away up the garden path to where my motor bike was waiting on the road above. I had every reason for haste; but I fled without looking back at the statue and the body; and I think the thing I fled from was the sight ...
— The Man Who Knew Too Much • G.K. Chesterton |
