The bemused Brigadier shook his head. "You and that TARDIS.

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

— Peter Grimwade

“People today do not know the difference between a bombardier and a brigadier”

— Richard Holmes

“In the corridor outside, a trolley squeaks by. The brigadier I knew has left his bombed-out face, leaving me alone with the clock, shelves…

— David Mitchell

And suddenly I know I have to go. But this time without being chased by the Brigadier, without experiencing the kindness of a postman…

— Melina Marchetta

My father was in the Army - he was a brigadier. In those days, people in the Army used to look down upon films.

— Simi Garewal

“And you think you can help me find my way?” He shook his head, his eyes went warm and I got another neck squeeze,…

— Kristen Ashley

“Then I reminded myself that I was always willing to listen to arguments in favor of avoiding an unpleasant chore, and I shook my…

— Michael Chabon

“He closed his eyes, shook his head. If he could get her alone somewhere, somewhere completely private, he'd kill her. He would break a…

— Adam Ross

“There's something very... I don't know; primitive, perhaps, about you, Gurgeh. You've never changed sex, have you?' He shook his head. 'Or slept with…

— Iain M. Banks

Do you know how beautiful you are?' I shook my head 'I'm not. But you make me fell like I am.' I wanted to…

— Ellen Hopkins

“I shook my head. I couldn't remember the time before, or the way it used to be. There were things we used to do,…

— Hilary Thayer Hamann

“You’re going to make your lip bleed, biting it like that,” he said. “I’m feeling . . . kind of nervous.” “I can see…

— Kerstin Gier

“Knock her dead, my man." "Oh no." Xcor shook his head."That shan't be necessary. This one I like.”

— J.R. Ward

“A piece of heaven?" I managed to ask. He slowly shook his head. "No. The other place. The one I'm going to burn in…

— Richelle Mead

“[Roger] “Do you know how amazingly beautiful you are to me?” “As beautiful as you are to me.” She slid her gaze down then…

— J.L. Saint