Geordie Laforge Quotes

My guiltiest pleasure is ... chocolates with strawberry cream and trashy television - 'Geordie Shore,' 'Katie,' etc. ~ Ellie Goulding

I love him, and I love us together more than I love myself. I will do what you ask, but if," Kara swallowed hard, " ... if I lose him, I'll join him in death." Vena resisted the urge to stroke the fine mass of dark curls away from the heart-shaped face that gazed at her so fiercely. The woman who faced her, proudly announcing her ability to choose, was no longer the winsome, pliable girl of the garden. ~ Anna LaForge

I don't mean religious faith. I mean faith in our own abilities. We have to do the best we can with the talents we have, Geordie. The future is too unpredictable for anxiety. ~ James Runcie

What's it like to be a living legend? A lot fucking better than being a dead one..."
Geordie Selwyn, Appetite for Corruption ~ Hilary Mortz

Geordie stepped forward and took her hand. "I hope you're not tired, because I intend to keep you on my arm until the music stops. ~ Amy Jarecki

My Geordie is probably just about as bad as my English. ~ George W. Bush

I recall that, the first time I met a Geordie speaker, it was some days before I could understand a single word he was saying. ~ Larry Trask

The e-reading revolution may have reached our shores this year but it has yet to reckon with Australia's summer holidays. Intense sunlight plays havoc with screens and the sand invades every nook and cranny, so as convenient and sexy as your new iPad may be, the battered paperback, its pages pocked and swollen from contact with briny hands, will likely remain the beach format of choice for a few years yet. ~ Geordie Williamson

What idea have the south-country people of the Tyne? The truth is any object nearly 300 miles distant is not only entirely out of range of metropolitan sympathy, but pretty nearly out of the confines of metropolitan knowledge. To thousands and thousands the tune is barley a sound; it conveys no ideas. ~ Paul Brown

Is that you, Geordie?" he asked, not turning around. He was dressed in shirt and breeches, and had a small tool of some kind in his hand, with which he was doing something to the innards of the press. "Took ye long enough. Did ye get the - " "It isn't Geordie," I said. My voice was higher than usual. "It's me," I said. ~ Diana Gabaldon