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Let's hear the sound of the baby pianny.
hippo. Like something that basks, anyway. Even her knitting is going better than
THE ADVENTURE OF THE GOLDEN PINCE-NEZ
Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb." So I piped with merry cheer; "Piper, pipe that song again." So I piped; he wept to hear.
Kerrick the weed.
American and Vietnamese characters alike leap to life through the voice and eyes of a tenyearold girl-a protagonist so strong, loving, and vivid I longed to hand her a wedge of freshly cut papaya.
man with a chinchilla beard
When I say panni here, everyone says Bless you.
Okay, you gotta be nice to him, " I say, coaxing the white fur-ball into my hands.
"I will," Nate says, and I smile over my shoulder.
"I was actually talking to Mr. Pippi. He's a bit of a butthole.
Son of a poodle.
I should like to be a periwinkle," said he, mysteriously, "on the top of a valley, and sing tooralloo-ralloo."
This was clearly too obscure, so I turned again to Coglan.
The Emperor of China once sent a messenger to the wise man Lao-tsu to ask how he should rule the kingdom. Lao-tsu replied that he should rule the kingdom in the way you would cook a small fish. How do you cook a small fish? In the steady, cautious, caring way you undress a woman.
Small! I'm mot going to be small anymore. I'm going to be a dragon, with wings like lacquer fans and jets of fire breath for roasting up goose suppers midair! Pippin spread out her arms, imagining them wings. Why not? she asked herself.
I play Peeta. That's his name. It was given to him by his parents. He comes from a long line of bread. His sister is Rye. And his brother is Whole Wheat.
Paul did not like Mrs. Pipchin, but he would sit in his arm-chair and look at her. Her ugliness seemed to fascinate him.
I had a weimaraner for 11 years called China, and he was a great dog, a bit mad. They're massive, weimaraners; they've got big floppy ears. They look like a pointer, but they're liver-coloured.
The taipan is the one to watch out for. It is the most poisonous snake on Earth, with a lunge so swift and a venom so potent that your last mortal utterance is likely to be: I say, is that a sn
Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips.
On Rahel's heart Pappachi's moth snapped open its somber wings. Out. In. And lifted its legs. Up. Down.
Artemis simple-toon
You mean Piglet. The little fellow with the excited ears. That's Piglet.
I remember looking around at the girls, the men, the drugs and the money, and wondering how long this utopia could last: the Chinese dream, in its second, prodigal generation.
HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY. Pooh
Somewhere in [China's] soul lurks the cunning of an old dog, and it is a cunning that is strangely impressive. What a strange old soul! What a great old soul!
Hongry rooster don't cackle w'en he fine a wum.
One suit for the White Devil!" in Mandarin,
Chinchilla is said to be more chic than mink, though personally it reminds me of unborn burlap.
Mr. Pappadakis smells like Just for Men peroxide dye and eucalyptus foot unguents. He has a face like a catcher's mitt. The whole thing puckers inward, drooping with the memory of some dropped fly ball.
a chin that could destroy small countries if it fell into the wrong hands.
From some home a jade flute sends dark notes drifting,
Scattering on the spring wind that fills Lo-yang.
Tonight, if we should hear the willow-breaking song,
Who could help but long for the gardens of home?
Tsze-kung asked, "What do you think of me?" The Master said, "You are a pot." "What sort of pot?" "A precious ritual vase.
order a prawn curry,
I'm, I guess you could say, the Chinese-speaking, banjo-picking girl.
You say potato, I say potahto." "I say rice pilaf. I say you're trying to distract me with talk of side dishes.
Mao is a sometime Yin sometime Yang strange man, he has a soft-as-cotton outer layer, but at the same time has sharp needles hiding inside ... I do not think he could achieve anything, at the end he will be crushed inside my palm.
Hi-YI! YOU'RE up a stump, ain't you!
Pippin ordered Childeric III tonsured and sent to a monastery, where he died five years later, the last of the Merovingians.
You can buy me a drink if you want," the kid says, suddenly appearing at Pip's shoulder. He turns round a bit to look at him, trying not to smile.
"That's generous of you."
"Ain't it?"
"What makes you think I'd wanna buy another man a drink?"
"Cos your t-shirt's got a unicorn on it.
Hakko Drazlip and the Tootle Froots.
This morning I lay in the bathtub thinking how wonderful it would be if I had a dog like Rin Tin Tin. I'd call him Rin Tin Tin too, and I'd take him to school with me, where he could stay in the janitor's room or by the bicycle racks when the weather was good.
Word For The Day PICAYUNE (PIK uh yoon') adj. Trivial or petty, small or small-minded.
She was a scrap of a widow, ever so plucky, just back from China, with damp little hands, a husky voice, and defective tear-ducts that gave her eyes always rather a swimmy look. She had a prostrated way of looking up at you, and that fluffy, bird's-nesty hair that hairpins get lost in.
She [Pansy] pushed in next to Poppy so that she could see him around the guard's elbow. She was as tall as Poppy, with shining dark-brown hair and blue eyes. An utterly lovely girl, as all the princesses were, yet Oliver thought Petunia was far more beautiful.
Take us to the guildhouse of Pasha Pook," Drizzt said, getting to the point, wanting to be done with his business and out of Calimport, "then you are dismissed." Sali Dalib paled at the request. "Pasha Poop?" he stammered. "Who is dis?
Frustration was my constant companion. I wanted to scream. What the he-eck are we supposed to do now? I asked Fang.
He looked at me, and I could tell he was mulling over the problem. He held out a small waxed-paper bag.
Peanut?
Gandalf put his hand on Pippin's head. "There never was much hope," he answered. "Just a fool's hope, as I have been told.
People in my hometown seldom called me piao liang, [beautiful] because my smaller eyes were a far cry from the wide irises of the most beloved television actresses.
I just love Chinese food. My favourite dish is number 27.
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
Life is hard, no? And full of sorrow. The Pilani dance in defiance of death and grief and hardship. They choose to burn before the darkness, rather than to gutter out like a dim flame.
Central Intelligence cutting Meo opium fields! China Lobby copping poppies in Burma! How long this Addict government support our oil-burner matter-habit
Auntie An-mei had cried before she left for China, thinking she would make her brother very rich and happy by communist standards. But when she got home, she cried to me that everyone had a palm out and she was the only one who left with an empty hand.
The eye of Ego to the eye of Tao
P - Jamie!" I called.
He waded back toward me. "I'm starting to think my name is Pajamie."
"Your name should be Pajerky. You said it wasn't deep."
"Pajerky?" He gave me a skeptical look. "That's Pathetic."
"We'll see how smug you are once I'm on dry land.
What do you call a kid with no arms and an eyepatch? Names.
Splendiferous. That's your word. It's yellow with six legs and it's crawling up your arm.
Oh, China. How I have missed you.'
'And I have missed you, Eliza. But don't worry, next time my aim will be better.
Carter-headed chicken.
PIE, n. An advance agent of the reaper whose name is Indigestion.
- all I can say of the matter, is - That he has either a pumkin for his head - or a pippin for his heart, - and whenever he is dissected 'twill be found so.
Baobab. Away in the distance I could see the cloud-softened
porcini-asparagus
Lili lili birdbath
sitting on a dirtpath
minnow sat on the rim and drank
slipped and in the water she sank
O laugh is pr<>ong>oong>per t<>ong>oong> the man.
Zip zop wop boopity bop.
If it has four legs and is not a chair, has wings and is not an aeroplane, or swims and is not a submarine, the Cantonese will eat it.
The nearest I have ever seen to the great Willie Pep
Ringo's chuckle got tangled up with a cough. He tossed back a shot, cleared his throat, and said, Politics, from the Latin. Poly, meaning 'many.' Ticks meaning 'bloodsucking little bastards.
I wonder what all those Chinese poets sound like in Chinese. I like their distilled quality.
I'm carrying so much pork, I'm beginning to get trichinosis.
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
I cook the food of Macau, my roots and soul food.
He who makes soup of thistles is ill qualified to discuss the savor of a stalled ox.
Chinese Sayings
As a singer, I have won the highest honours in China. Actually I am like the panda: we are both national treasures.
What's the handle, Zock?
But with whom, in the Pooh world, could a sexually and politically aroused Kanga speak?
Walking, it turns out, is a sublime way to get to know people in China. They're used to meeting strangers on the road. Many here understand what it feels like to walk a long way.
The first cuckoo's melancholy cry.
Soup's on and I got a coupon.
Chinese restaurant asking for the Grey Poupon.
He said "No, duck sauce, soy sauce ...
And this ain't no Burger King, so you no get no toy, boss."
Turned out Qhuinn was a snuggler. Who knew - and how fabulous.
I pray, what flowers are these? The pansy this, O, that's for lover's thoughts.
Apparently, one in five people in the world are Chinese. And there are five people in my family, so it must be one of them. It's either my mum or my dad. Or my older brother, Colin. Or my younger brother, Ho-Chan-Chu. But I think it's Colin.
After 'Chen Zhen,' I wanted to make an emotional, touching story.
Ree sat chilled inside her squat tent. To occupy her mind, she decided to name all the Miltons: Thump, Blond, Catfish, Spider, Whoop, Rooster, Scrap ... Lefty, Dog, Punch, Pinkeye, Momsy ... Cotton, Hog-jaw, Ten Penny, Peashot ...
Her name Toor Pekai means "raven tresses
Pigmy Pouters', Malory replied. 'Feisty ones!' Gansey mouthed Blue at Adam. Adam let out a little wail of helpless laughter.
In Chinese, the character for woman was a man on his knees
Po's [Kung Fu Panda] unending enthusiasm is something we wish we could have. We can't help but root for him because of his geek energy.
Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail ...
fishhook. It's squiggly like a worm. Something's
I said to Heart, "How goes it?" Heart replied: "Right as a Ribstone Pippin!" But it lied.
Pigpen's on the move.
Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl:
For those in whom a mere reaction has thus become an obsession, I do seriously recommend the imaginative effort of conceiving the Twelve Apostles as Chinamen.
And what sort of lively lads with the pencil those Chinese are, many queer cups and saucers inform us.
I'm always Peter Pan in my heart
PICKANINNY, n. The young of the "Procyanthropos", or "Americanus dominans". It is small, black and charged with political fatalities.
China's Premier Zhao Ziyang, for all of his billion constituents, seemed in the evening's lovely flow like a favorite uncle, smiling a little too much, wanting to be a bit American, talking about peace and pork chops.
I think that at heart I am an old-fashioned Chinese, really I am.
We are curious creatures, we Taiwanese. Orphans. Eventually, orphans must choose their own names and write their own stories. The beauty of orphanhood is the blank slate.