Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush. - Doug Larson
I am alone on this road strewn with bones and bordered by ruins! Angels have their brothers, and demons have their infernal companions. Yet I have but the sound of my scythe when it harvests, my whistling arrows, my galloping horse. Always the sound of the same wave eating away at the world - Gustave Flaubert
Old houses were scaffolding once and workmen whistling. - T.E. Hulme