A Jailbird Quotes & Sayings

He came up behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders; bending low, he put his lips close to the nape of her neck. "How about a kiss for your jailbird brother?" he said.
She turned halfway, as if to touch her lips to his cheek but he slid a palm down her back and tipped her face up to his and kissed her full on the mouth - not a brotherly kiss, there was no mistaking it for that, but a long, slow, greedy kiss, messy and voluptuous. His bathrobe fell slightly open as his left hand sank from her chin to neck, collarbone, base of throat, his fingertips just inside the edge of her thin polka-dot shirt and trembling over the warm skin there. — Donna Tartt

Indiscriminate attacks on civilians ought, under all circumstances, to be illegal in war as in peacetime. — Gijs De Vries

She [Mme Sazerat] did not offer her hand, but smiled at my mother with vague melancholy as one smiles at a playmate from one's childhood, but with whom all connection has been severed because she has lived a debauched life, married a jailbird or, worse still, a divorced man. — Marcel Proust

Number 47 said to number 3, you're the cutest jailbird I ever did see. — Elvis Presley

It's been a tough century for modesty, craftsmanship and tenderness. — David Bayles

The economy is a thoughtless weather system- and nothing more. Some joke on the people, to give them such a thing — Kurt Vonnegut

Everything good is good because of the love it contains. — John K. Brown

The greatest failure is the failure to try. — William Arthur Ward

Let wheel to flow on your body
Tonight I'll be little more rowdy.
Below to lower lips,
Feel ache in hips.

Tonight you will be my jailbird,
So don't behave like nerd.
Tonight I'll make you my follower
By moving this wheel all over. — Delicious David

I still believe that peace and plenty and happiness can be worked out some way. I am a fool. — Kurt Vonnegut

I have graded my separate works from A to D. The grades I hand out to myself do not place me in literary history. I am comparing myself with myself. Thus can I give myself an A-plus for Cat's Cradle, while knowing that there was a writer named William Shakespeare. The report card is chronological, so you can plot my rise and fall on graph paper, if you like:
Player Piano B
The Sirens of Titan A
Mother Night A
Cat's Cradle A-plus
God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater A
Slaughterhouse-Five A-plus
Welcome to the Monkey House B-minus
Happy Birthday, Wanda June D
Breakfast of Champions C
Wampeters, Foma & Grandfalloons C
Slapstick D
Jailbird A
Palm Sunday C — Kurt Vonnegut

Surprise is the mother of panic. — Nick Murray

And every Wednesday the perfumed young lady slips me a hundred-crown note to leave her alone with the convict. And by Thursday the hundred crowns are already gone in so much beer. And when the visiting hour is over, the young lady comes out with the stink of jail in her elegant clothes; and the prisoner goes back to his cell with the lady's perfume in his jailbird's suit. And I'm left with the smell of beer. Life is nothing but trading smells. — Italo Calvino

There is no other greater ecstasy, no other greater blissfulness, than to know who you are. To know the inner space is to know all. It is unlimited silence but not dead, it is alive with songs of its own, with dances of its own. — Rajneesh

It's always seemed like a big mystery how nature, seemingly so effortlessly, manages to produce so much that seems to us so complex. Well, I think we found its secret. It's just sampling what's out there in the computational universe. — Stephen Wolfram

It [the Audi] has those new wave-shaped headlights, Ove notes, presumably designed so that no one at night will be able to avoid the insight that here comes a car driven by an utter shit. — Fredrik Backman

I actually just rock-climbed when I was away on vacation and now I'm searching out rock climbing gyms. That's my new obsession for 2013. — Shay Mitchell

Look right through me, look right through me. — Gary Jules

He was appalled at the ease with which the truth so easily turned into something that was almost a lie, just by being positioned correctly. He — Terry Pratchett

Come here." Nico reached over and gave Katty a great big hug. "Have I told you how much I love you lately?"
Katty immediately turned soft. She had a big weakness for Nico. Just hearing the word 'love' instantly made her melt. "No, but I like to hear it." She smiled back at him with a smile that illuminated her face. She did like to hear it. She hadn't know Nico for very long, but there was just something so awesome about him that she felt very loved. He may have been a Vampire, and had a heart as black as night, but deep down he was a good man. He knew how to love a girl when he found the right one. He loved her completely, and without any doubt. — Keira D. Skye

You can't help it but you were born without a heart. At least you tried to believe what the people with hearts believed - so you were a good man just the same. — Kurt Vonnegut

Now we are living in the age of comics as air — Osamu Tezuka

That was what made them so hilarious and unafraid. That was the strength of the Nazis. [ ... ] They understood God better than anyone. They knew how to make Him stay away. — Kurt Vonnegut

Do not grumble that bees sting;
rejoice that they make honey. — Matshona Dhliwayo

I've only been to jail a few times, but in several different countries, at that. No, I've only been to jail a few times. But I still claim the ability to write a "serious" novel. — Roman Payne

I read the other day some verses written by an eminent painter which were original and not conventional. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

What is flirtatiousness but an argument that life must go on and on and on? — Kurt Vonnegut

THE SAME THING happened if GRIOT was told that the jailbird was Hispanic. It was somewhat more optimistic about Whites, if they could read and write, and had never been in a mental hospital or been given a Dishonorable Discharge from the Armed Forces. Otherwise, they might as well be Black or Hispanic. — Kurt Vonnegut

History repeated itself. The 'don't do the things I did' mantra was tiresome posh. The best way to make sure your children don't grow up as cunts is not to be one yourself - or not to let them SEE you being one. This is easier as a sober artist in Santa Barbara than as an alcoholic jailbird in Leith. — Irvine Welsh