But those who cannot write, and those who can, All rhyme, and scrawl, and scribble, to a man.
Another damned, thick, square book! Always scribble, scribble, scribble! Eh! Mr Gibbon?
I cannot conceive how any man can have brought himself to that pitch of presumption, to consider his country as nothing but carte blanche, upon which he may scribble whatever he pleases.Edmund Burke
Stars scribble on our eyes the frosty sagas, The gleaming cantos of unvanquished space.(Harold) Hart Crane