"Rile" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Idepski addressed himself solely to Standing. "I guess you've said a deal calculated to rile, and your pardner's done more," he went on. "Still—anyway we're mostly men and not school-kids. What's ...
— The Man in the Twilight • Ridgwell Cullum
... into the main room, where the tickers and blackboards were. As I approached through my outer office I could hear the noise the crowd was making—as they cursed me. If you want to rile the very inmost soul of the average human being, don't take his reputation or his wife; just cause him to lose money. There were among my customers many with the true, even-tenored sporting instinct. These were bearing their losses with philosophy—none of them ...
— Ainslee's, Vol. 15, No. 5, June 1905 • Various
... to know my notions On sartin pints thet rile the land; There's nothin' thet my natur so shuns Ez bein' mum or underhand; I'm a straight-spoken kind o' creetur Thet blurts right out wut's in his head. An' ef I've one pecooler feetur, It is a ...
— The Complete Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell • James Lowell
... yet. Things 'rile' me, just as they used to, things and people. I'm a good hater, Hope." There was a suspicious glitter in her eyes; but it vanished, as Hope's hand touched ...
— Phebe, Her Profession - A Sequel to Teddy: Her Book • Anna Chapin Ray
... don't like to cuss, but except one or two of them folks I'd sooner live in the middle kittle of hell than in the place that turns 'em out. They rile me—that talk about 'people in the humbler walks of life.' Of course I am humble, but then, son, if you come right down to it, as the feller said, I ain't so ...
— The Spenders - A Tale of the Third Generation • Harry Leon Wilson
... whistled. "Well, I'll tell her myself. It was really to spare her that I wanted you to do it. I always rile her, somehow, poor dear mother. Nannie, this house reeks of cabbage! Does she live on it?" Blair threw up his arms with ...
— The Iron Woman • Margaret Deland
... notes,— Half-vent'rin' liverworts in furry coats, Bloodroots, whose rolled-up leaves ef you oncurl, Each on 'em's cradle to a baby-pearl,— But these are jes' Spring's pickets; sure ez sin, The rebble frosts 'll try to drive 'em in; For half our May's so awfully like Mayn't, 'T would rile a Shaker or an evrige saint; Though I own up I like our back'ard springs Thet kind o' haggle with their greens an' things, An' when you 'most give up, without more words Toss the fields full o' blossoms, leaves, an' birds: Thet's Northun natur', ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 9, No. 56, June, 1862 • Various
... uttered a roar of rage, rose like a giant in his wrath, and seized a rifle which had been dropped by one of the fugitive soldiers. In an instant the bayonet was deep in the chest of his adversary. Wrenching it out, he swung the rile round and brought the butt down on the skull of the man behind, which it crushed in like an egg-shell. Staggered by the fury of the onslaught, those in rear shrank back. Lancey charged them, and drove them out pell-mell. ...
— In the Track of the Troops • R.M. Ballantyne
... simple rules abiding, We shall always on you smile: There will be no room for chiding, No one's temper will you rile. And when Heaven's golden portals For you on their hinges turn, With the books for all immortals, There will be no rules to learn. Therefore heed them, Often read them, Lest your future ...
— A Book for All Readers • Ainsworth Rand Spofford
... they did a lot of things to rile me, and knocked me about because I wouldn't drink their ...
— The Fifth Form at Saint Dominic's - A School Story • Talbot Baines Reed
... the rest, an' that was that I liked Bewlah morn'n I knew. I begun tew see what kep me loopin' tew hum so much, sence aunt was took daown; why I want in no hurry tew git them other gals, an' haow I come tew pocket my mittens so easy arfter the fust rile was over. Bewlah was humly, poor in flesh, dreadful freckled, hed red hair, black eyes, an' a gret mold side er her nose. But I'd got wonted tew her; she knowed my ways, was a fust rate housekeeper, real good-tempered, and ...
— On Picket Duty and Other Tales • Louisa May Alcott
... can't rile me," returned the quack. "I don't blame you regulars for getting sore when you see us fellows culling out coin from under your very ...
— The Clarion • Samuel Hopkins Adams
... tell me all about it. I heard you had left the Palestine. Say, sling that dirty old pipe overboard, and take one of these cigars. The skipper will be on deck presently, and the sight of it would rile him terrible. He hez his new wife aboard, and ...
— By Rock and Pool on an Austral Shore, and Other Stories • Louis Becke |
