Bird Quotes - Page 11

But the owls themselves are not hard to find, silent and on the wing, with their ear tufts flat against their heads as they fly and their huge wings alternately gliding and flapping as they maneuver through the trees. Athena's owl of wisdom and Merlin's companion, Archimedes, were screech owls surely, not this bird with the glassy gaze, restless on the bough, nothing but blood on its mind.

Beautiful mind, tortured soul. I do have to figure out why I am attracted to these broken birds.

The worthiest people are the most injured by slander, as is the best fruit which the birds have been pecking at.

If you want to see birds, you must have birds in your heart.

The bird's delirium does not interest the trees.

Men have hitherto treated women like birds which have strayed down to them from the heights; as something more delicate, more fragile, more savage, stranger, sweeter, soulful--but as something which has to be caged up so that it shall not fly away.

You can cage the songbird, but you can't make her sing. And you can trap the free bird, but you'll have to clip her wings.

The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until there is not the life left to utter another note. But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know. We understand. And still we do it. Still we do it.

Tomorrow, the birds will sing. Be brave. Face life.

Not all birds can fly. What separates the flyers from the walkers is the ability to take off.

Like birds landing on a tree top together, and then dispersing, we are together for a very short time, so it makes sense to live in harmony, in unconditional friendship.

I love to swim in the nude and roam around the house in the nude. You're just as free as a bird!

Wherever the bird with no feet flew, she found trees with no limbs.

I wouldn't steal anything because stealing is wrong. If I had to, I'd steal a caged bird and set it free.

Imagine, for example, birds. When they look out at the world, they have a sense that they are alive. If they are in pain, they can do something about it. If they have hunger or thirst, they can satisfy that. It's this basic feeling that there is life ticking away inside of you.

The only bird that gives the poor a real tumble is the stork.

You can know the name of a bird in all the languages of the world, but when you're finished, you'll know absolutely nothing whatever about the bird... So let's look at the bird and see what it's doing -- that's what counts.

I read the Bible and know little of its history, but the human beings who wrote it were instruments of Divine Power, and Jesus forged a far stronger bond than the ten commandments: love. Birds and monkeys, or any of God's creatures, obey their instincts and merely do what they're programmed to do. In the case of the human being, things are more complicated because we know about love and its traps.

If the bird does like its cage, and does like its sugar and will not leave it, why keep the door so very carefully shut?

I transmit astral plane harmonies through my brushes into the physical plane. These otherworld colours are reflected in the alphabet of nature, a grammar in which the symbols are plants, animals, birds, fishes, earth and sky. I am merely a channel for the spirit to utilize, and it is needed by a spirit starved society.

I have 'To Kill A Mockingbird' signed by Harper Lee. That is my prized possession.

When April steps aside for May, Like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten; Fresh violets open every day: To some new bird each hour we listen.

There is an ecstatic mechanism in birds that makes them fly upwards in spite of worms.

Life is just too short to go quail hunting with the wrong people.

The shivering birds beneath the eaves Have sheltered for the night.