Lethbridge Quotes & Sayings

'Good enough' stopped being good enough a long time ago. so why not be great? — Seth Godin

The Brigadier had no wish to shake hands with the improbable young man in the ridiculous frock-coat. — Peter Grimwade

Imagine if it happened to you: All of a sudden you find this thing on your wrist and people are telling you it has powers. I would be a little skeptical myself. — Yancy Butler

I'm making it my mission objective. I'll do anything. — Jodi Ellen Malpas

Once an actor told me he went to the Shakespeare School of Acting, and I said, 'I went to the Shakespeare of Acting, too' and he said, 'Oh really?' And I said, 'I went to Shakespeare Elementary School in Chicago.' He didn't take the joke well, he didn't laugh and didn't think it was funny - I thought it was funny. It's all the same to me. — Michael Clarke Duncan

She walked home', explained Sir Roland. 'We were walking home, weren't we? Very well, then. She walked home. Passed Lethbridge's house. Went in. Hit him on the head with the poker. Came out. Met us in the street. There you are. Plain as a pikestaff.'
'Well, I don't know,' said the Viscount. 'Seems queer to me. — Georgette Heyer

This generation, and many others, have been led to believe that the devil is a myth, a figure, an idea, the idea of evil ... But the devil exists and we must fight against him. — Pope Francis

The bemused Brigadier shook his head. You and that TARDIS. — Peter Grimwade

The trouble with the scientific approach, thought the Brigadier, was that it left you at the mercy of your scientists. — Terrance Dicks

So much depends on the constant cooperation of well-trained servants. Without it, the best bred of hostesses is placed at a disadvantage. — Lucy Lethbridge

I would just love to do 'It's a Wonderful Life.' I think that movie is fantastic. — Tim DeKay

No, sir. Now that his lordship is here, though, we can proceed. I'll tell Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart; he's to chair the proceeding. — Diana Gabaldon

The wind was not invisible. It had a texture, as though it carried a weight of dust, the motes steadily gumming up her eyes and sealing her nose, finding its way into her underwear and up into her body by those routes too. — Clive Barker

Mawdryn stared at the Brigadier with such a look of pain and longing. For a moment the old soldier's mind went back thirty-five years to his first taste of action as a young lieutenant in Palestine, with his platoon badly shot up by terrorists, and he remembered the mangled conscript who screamed at the officer to take his rifle and kill him. — Peter Grimwade