It was impossible to embarrass a Feegle. They just couldn't grasp the idea. (ISWM)
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… the Feegles themselves took a bath only when something reminded them, such as an eclipse of the moon. (ISWM)
The problem with getting angry at Nac Mac Feegles was that it was like getting angry at cardboard or the weather; it didn't make any difference. (ISWM)
The Nac Mac Feegle could be pretty worrying to those who did not know them very well, although now she thought about it, they could be pretty worrying however long you had known them; a Feegle in your life very soon changed it. (ISWM)
'I heard Jeannie say you come up with Explanations no other Feegle in the world would try,’ said Daft Wullie admiringly.
‘Aye, that’s quite likely,’ said Rob swelling with pride. ‘And Feegles has got a fine tradition o’ huge Explanations.' (W) There was absolutely no sign of the Feegles. That was how she could tell they were there. (W)
'What’s your name, pictsie?’ she said.
‘No’-as-big-as-Medium-Sized-Jock-but-bigger-than-Wee-Jock-Jock, mistress. There’s no’ that many Feegle names, ye ken, so we ha’ to share.' (WFM) 'I think he played a lute. Or maybe it was a lyre.’
‘Ach, weel, that’ll suit us fine,’ said Daft Wullie. ‘We’re experts at looting an’ then lyin’ aboot it.' (W) Rob Anybody looked offended. ‘We ne’er get lost!’ he said. ‘We always ken where we are! It’s just sometimes mebbe we aren’t sure where everything else is, but it’s no’ our fault if everything else gets lost! The Nac Mac Feegle are never lost!' (WFM)
'There’s no’ a lot o’ laughs in the underworld. This one used tae be called Limbo, ye ken, cuz the door was verrae low.' (W)
'Ach, people’re always telling us no’ tae do things,’said Rob Anybody. ‘That’s how we ken what’s the most interestin’ things tae do!' (W)
They fought like tigers, they fought like demons, they fought like giants. What they didn’t do was fight like something with more than a spoonful of brain. (W)
'We mus’ lay doon our lives for her if it comes to it.’
‘How can ye do that when ye’re deid already?’ said Miss Treason sharply. ‘That’s a bit o’ a puzzler, right enough,’ said Rob, ‘so probably we’ll lay down the lives o’ any scunners who do wrong by her.' (W) A Feegle liked to face enormous odds all by himself, because it meant you didn’t have to look where you were hitting. (HFS)
'There can only be one t’ousand!' (WFM)
'Ye can just rush in. We always just rush in.’
‘Aye, Big Yan, point well made. But ye gotta know where ye’re just gonna rush in. Ye cannae just rush in anywhere. It looks bad, havin’ to rush oout again straight awa’.' (WFM) ‘What’s your name, pictsie?’
‘Awf’ly Wee Billy Bigchin MacFeegle, mistress.’ ‘You’re very small, aren’t you?’ 'Only for my height, mistress.' (HFS) |
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