The thought hath good leggs, and the quill a good tongue.
He touch'd the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay.
A witty writer is like a porcupine; his quill makes no distinction between friend and foe.
Give me a condor's quill! Give me Vesuvius crater for an inkstand!
The Deer don't dineWhen a Wolf's about,And the PorcupineSticks his quill-points out.
How d’you spell ‘belligerent’?” said Ron, shaking his quill very hard while staring at his parchment. “It can’t be B — U — M —” “No, it isn’t,” said Hermione. “And ‘augury’ doesn’t begin O — R — G either.
Some battles are won with swords and spears, others with quills and ravens.
You can't be a proper writer without a touch of madness, can you?
I'm too old-fashioned to use a computer. I'm too old-fashioned to use a quill.