Top 366 Bells And Whistles Quotes & Sayings - Page 3

Dog whistles about women who want handouts are simply an acceptable way to say that women are not worth as much as the men who must dominate the government. At the heart of Movement Conservatism is the conviction that America belongs to elite men alone.

Before this distinguished assembly and the world, the bells today proclaim the joyous tidings of the completion of this quietly soaring tower.

Of all sound of all bells... most solemn and touching is the peal which rings out the Old Year.

Shot Gun Boogie, I wanted wedding bells. I'll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells.

What if someone gave a war & Nobody came? / Life would ring the bells of Ecstasy and Forever be Itself again.

For bells are the voice of the church; They have tones that touch and search The hearts of young and old.

I am honored to have had two Hallmark Hall of Fame Productions made from my novels - 'Silver Bells' and 'Follow the Stars Home.'

I was a feral child. Always on the go. My mother used to sew bells into my dresses so they would know where I was.

My parents raised me and my siblings in an armor of advice, an ocean of alarm bells so someone wouldn't steal the breath from our lungs, so that they wouldn't make a memory of this skin.

Many of us in our praying are like nasty little boys who ring front door bells and run away before anyone answers.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know, Where the tree tops glisten And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow.

I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks Yo sound the bells school is in sucker

My first lessons lasted two weeks and it was Jingle Bells. It didn't make any sense at all. I wanted to know how to play like Hendrix.

It's a part of hip-hop, rave culture. But moving on from whistles, in the future we want to release Greco-Roman wine. Our friends are getting too old to go clubbing, but they will still have to buy our wine if we release it.

Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth's pure death the will to sprout.

Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh.

While the steeples are loud in their joy, To the tune of the bells' ring-a-ding, Let us chime in a peal, one and all, For we all should be able to sing Hullah baloo.

I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

The bells will ring and the marriages will begin. And it's a great day in our state for equal protection under the law for all people.

A writer strives to express a universal truth in the way that rings the most bells in the shortest amount of time.

And the sad act like lepers They stick to the shadows They long to ring bells of warning To tell of their coming So that the pure can shut their doors.

When we arrive at eternity's shore Where death is just a memory and tears are no more We'll enter in as the wedding bells ring Your bride will come together and we'll sing, 'You're beautiful'

And when you appear all the rivers sound in my body, bells shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world.

Let heart and voice, like bells of silver, ring, the comfort that this day doth bring.

And at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells.

When the year turns, there are bells on the wind. All the old years fall on the ground in lights.

I am honored to have had two Hallmark Hall of Fame Productions made from my novels - Silver Bells and Follow the Stars Home.

the bells of glory that announced to the world the good news that the uncountable time of eternity had come to an end

God always gives a great blessing to humble beginnings than to those that start with the chiming of bells.

Mostly though, they waited. For the mail. For the news. For the bells. For breakfast and lunch and dinner. For one day to be over and the next day to begin.

True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.

As to Hemingway, I read him for the first time in the early 'forties, something about bells, balls and bulls, and loathed it.

I like to jump some rope and swing kettle bells to get my blood pumping. It makes my voice sound better, and it clears my head.

'The Passing Bells' highlights the horror of the fighting from both sides and draws parallels between these two young boys' lives.

People talk about the speed of the English game, but in Italy, referees blow their whistles very often, so you cannot build up speed. In England, referees wave play on, and so it becomes faster.

My whole life, I heard, 'Jingle bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg.' It's all I heard throughout elementary school.

Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it It sound of funeral or of marriage bells.

Can we ring the bells backward? Can we unlearn the arts that pretend to civilize, and then burn the world? There is a march of science; but who shall beat the drums for its retreat?

Family planning experts are now recommending giving men vasectomy gift cards for the holidays. Talk about taking the jingle out of the bells.

I'm getting married in the morning! / Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime. / Pull out the stopper! Let's have a whopper! / But get me to the church on time!.

Do not, do not, do not books for ever hammer at people like perpetual bells? When, between two books, silent sky appears: be glad

I've rung my bells so many times, especially back in the day when chair shots to the head were legal. My goodness, I took so many of those.

Global climate change needs global action now. The alarm bells ought to be ringing in every capital of the world.

What is a church??Our honest sexton tells, 'Tis a tall building, with a tower and bells.

You can set off bells when you walk out of a drugstore or department store with a tagged item.

I suppose the human race is doing the best it can but hells bells thats only an explanation its not an excuse.

See the wild birds on the wing, Hear the bells that sweetly ring, When you feel like singin', sing-- Keep a-goin'!

The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.

All I wanted was to be left alone. They abhor a vacuum, other people. You find a quiet corner where you can hunker down in peace, and the next minute there they are, crowding around you in their party hats, tooting their paper whistles in your face and insisting you get up and join in the knees-up.

Oh, brother wearers of motley, are there not moments when one grows sick of grinning and trembling and the jingling of cap and bells?

I wore bell bottoms in elementary school. Never wore elephant bells. Remember, this was middle Oklahoma in the '70s.

Free got famous fast, and it was a shock. You're working towards it, and when you suddenly get it with bells on, it is a bit much. I don't know how well I dealt with it.

It doesn't set off any alarm bells. As is typical with T. Rowe, no transition comes about abruptly; they tend to be planned pretty well.

The only writer who gives me unfeigned pleasure is P.G. Wodehouse. And even him I find a bit heavy. He takes a lot out of me. Scratching my hair, with soft whistles, with lips aquiver, I frown over Sunset at Blandings.

The cheerful Sabbath bells, wherever heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion.

When I'm with you, bells go off in my head like a moving truck that's backing up.

Church bells beyond the stars heard, the soul's blood, The land of spices; something understood.

The merry-go-round was running, yes, but... It was running backward. The small calliope inside the carousel machinery rattle-snapped its nervous-stallion shivering drums, clashed its harvest-moon cymbals, toothed its castanets, and throatily choked and sobbed its reeds, whistles, and baroque flutes.

To happy folkAll heaviest words no more of meaning bearThan far-off bells saddening the Summer air.

Persian pussy from over the sea demure and lazy and smug and fat none of your ribbons and bells for me ours is the zest of the alley cat