Bird Whistle Quotes

#1. There was a bird whistle as Polly neared the hiding place. She identified this one as the sound of the Very Bad Bird Impersonator ...

Terry Pratchett

#2. I know something. America is not broken, Washington, D.C. is broken.

Rick Perry

#3. Sleep in my arms. Like a baby bird. Like a broom among brooms ... in a broom closet. Like a tiny parrot. Like a whistle. Like a little song. A song sung by a forest ... within a forest ... a thousand years ago.

Milan Kundera

#4. I obviously read and adore traditional fiction. I teach traditional fiction; I also teach all kinds of not-so-traditional fiction.

Heidi Julavits

#5. There is no unique picture of reality.

Stephen Hawking

#6. It's a pity we don't whistle at one another, like birds. Words are misleading.

Halldor Laxness

#7. Is it really so difficult to tell a good action from a bad one? I think one usually knows right away or a moment afterward, in a horrid flash of regret.

Mary McCarthy

#8. If you look at my body of work, my characters drastically vary, and so I typically don't play the same role. It makes me feel reborn with each role.

Toni Trucks

#9. Fang let out a low whistle. "Anyone know that Amazons could ride a giant bird?"
Ethon gave him a duh stare. "Those of us who fought them, yeah, we know. How you think they keep kicking our asses?"
"Cause you're pansies. Everyone knows that.

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#10. Whistle a birdcall. The mockingjay cocks its head and whistles the call right back at me. Then, to my surprise, Pollux whistles a few notes of his own. The bird answers him immediately.

Suzanne Collins

#11. I do not believe in God, yet I believe in Picasso.

Diego Rivera

#12. He did not fear death exactly, but he had evaded it for so many years that it had come to seem formidable simply by virtue of that long act of evasion. In particular he feared dying in some undignified way, on the jakes or with his face in the porridge.

Michael Chabon

#13. She dreamed of driving off bridges: into a lake beneath some twisting highway of her youth, into the reservoir on the country road to home, into the San Francisco Bay.

Shannon Celebi