Top 1200 Gallagher Girl Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

Of course, I'm not exactly the girl next door.

I’m a Jersey girl, no one can knock me down

I am a very ambitious girl.

A girl what's born for hangin' ain't likely to be drowned.

Great pals we've always been. In fact there was a time when I had an idea I was in love with Cynthia. However, it blew over. A dashed pretty and lively and attractive girl, mind you, but full of ideals and all that. I may be wronging her, but I have an idea that she's the sort of girl who would want a fellow to carve out a career and what not. I know I've heard her speak favourably of Napoleon. So what with one thing and another the jolly old frenzy sort of petered out, and now we're just pals. I think she's a topper, and she thinks me next door to a looney, so everything's nice and matey.

I'm a fountain of blood. In the shape of a girl.

I'll cover you in flowers someday, Julie-girl.

I definitely used to be a party girl.

I was obsessed with Miss Elizabeth when I was a little girl.

Slutiness is a very underrated quality in a girl.

Fashion is important in every girl's life.

When I was a kid, I was always mistaken for a girl.

I'm the girl next door, not the sex symbol.

I was a total bad girl growing up.

A girl should command attention, not suffer it.

Yes, I know, shaming, isn't it? I always say you can take the girl out of the 80s, but you can't take the 80s out of the girl. Before I wrote my first novel, I was reading one of the self-help classics – and it's as cheesy as you like, so feel free to laugh, Guardian readers – called Awaken The Giant Within, by Tony Robbins, and it inspired me to try. I like motivational books, because I like the go-getting American spirit – your destiny is in your own hands, life is what you make it, don't accept your limitations, jump before you're pushed, leap before you look.

I'm an outgoing girl, and I can't help the way I look.

I love 'New Girl.' I think it's so fun.

You can have fun with a son, But you got to be a father to a girl.

Your friends are at the house.' I sit up, straight. 'Who'? 'I don't know. Weird people. The Sullivan girl, whose father got the Gosford police to pick you up.' 'Siobhan?' 'And another one who's making cups of tea for everyone, and keeping the boy who's telling Luca fart jokes away from the girl who says he's "the last bastion of patriarchal poor taste".' 'Justine, Thomas and Tara.' And the drug fiend, Jimmy, is keeping Mia calm and the Trombal boy's rung about ten times. I don't like his manner on the phone.' 'You won't like any guy's manner on the phone.

Finally a Spanish girl can play on grass.

It is amazing what a cute little... girl from Iowa can do.

I'm not a girly girl. I don't brush my hair.

Don't be a fool, there is no such thing as just a girl.

The truth is, I don't really have a type of girl.

I am a Pittsburgh girl at heart.

I am a strong girl but also sensitive.

He slid his hand onto Riley's bare abdomen. "I got to thinkin' that a few years down the line, when yer older, what if that was our baby and I could feel it right here under my hand. Feel the life we'd created." Riley's eyes moistened. "Girl or boy?" "Doesn't matter. If it's a girl, we can name her after my gran. Her name was Emily Rose." "Hmm...I like that. Maybe the boy could be Paul Arthur, like my dad." "Yeah, that works. But that's all the way down the line, isn't it?" It might never come to pass.

One day in 1965 Rajiv wrote me from London, where he was studying, and informed me, 'You're always asking me about girls, whether I have a special girl, and so forth. Well, I've met a special girl.' And when Rajiv returned to India, I asked him, 'Do you still think about her in the same way?' And he said yes. But she couldn't get married until she was twenty-one, and until she was sure she'd like to live in India. Sonia is almost completely an Indian by now, even though she doesn't always wear saris.

Anything can happen in this world, for an ordinary girl

All the general fear I've been feeling condenses into an immediate fear of this girl, this predator who might kill me in seconds. Adrenaline shoots through me and I sling the pack over one shoulder and run full-speed for the woods. I can hear the blade whistling toward me and reflexively hike the pack up to protect my head. The blade lodges in the pack. Both straps on my shoulders now, I make for the trees. Somehow I knew the girl will not pursue me. That she'll be drawn back into the Cornucopia before all the good stuff is gone. A grin crosses my face. Thanks for the knife, I think.

I was a loner; I was never the crazy party girl.

If a girl is pretty she will be tempted.

It's good not to be the only girl in the fight for once.

At school my nickname is the National Anthem girl.

Even before I was a fighter, I was a daddy's girl.

A girl's best friend is her pride.

Home is the girl's prison and the woman's workhouse.

Forget impressing the girl, just do it for yourself!

I just think I'm the average all-American girl.

Now I'm the go-to-girl for silent films.

I love color - I'm not a beige kind of girl

I'm proud of myself. I'm a relieved, happy girl.

Would I like to be the lead girl? Who wouldn't?

I love you girl...to the moon and back.

I was the girl who didn’t get invited to parties.

If I decided I'm the girl to change the world, I can do it anytime.

I like to be funny and make a girl laugh.

Every girl is beautiful, it's society that's ugly.

THAT crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from itself Climbing, falling She knew not where, Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship, Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing Heroically lost, heroically found. No matter what disaster occurred She stood in desperate music wound, Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph Where the bales and the baskets lay No common intelligible sound But sang, 'O sea-starved, hungry sea

You are an analog girl, living in a digital world.

I've never been a much of a glamour girl.

Don't stress over mean-girl antics.

I'm a confident, bubbly girl who speaks my mind.

I married my best friend that happens to be a girl.

She was a girl with a mountain to climb.

I looked at her. Sheila was my girl--the girl I wanted--and wanted for keeps. But it wasn't any use having illusions about her. Sheila was a liar and probably always would be a liar. It was her way of fighting for survival--the quick easy glib denial. It was a child's weapon--and she'd probably never got out of using it. If I wanted Sheila, I must accept her as she was--be at hand to prop up the weak places. We've all got our weak places. Mine were different from Sheila's, but they were there.

You're a beautiful girl, and you can do anything you want in life.

I'll always be a fat girl and I am happy with that.

I do consider myself to be a smart, tough girl.