Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.
The child is born speaking the languages of birds; the child has horns and scales and wings; it has a beak; it has a cloven hoof. He is the sum of all creatures: the ones that swim, the ones that soar, the ones that leap, the ones that maze the earth with burrows.
Physical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born. The lamb wants to graze green daylight. There are ways of being born twice,of coming to where you fly,not individually like birds, but as the sun moves with his bride,sincerity.
Turkeys, quails, and small birds, are here to be seen; but birds are not numerous in desart forests; they draw near to the habitations of men, as I have constantly observed in all my travels.
Each day, awakening, are we asked to paint the sky blue? Need we coax the sun to rise or flowers to bloom? Need we teach birds to sing, or children to laugh, or lovers to kiss? No, though we think the world imperfect, it surrounds us each day with its perfections. We are asked only to appreciate them, and to show appreciation by living in peaceful harmony amidst them. The Creator does not ask that we create a perfect world; He asks that we celebrate it.
I don't mind him not talking so much, because you can hear his voice in your heart; the same way you can hear a song in your head even if there isn't a radio playing; the same way you can hear those blackbirds flying when they're not in the sky
Fly! There's a lot of sky out there for brave birds.
The bluebird carries the sky on his back.
I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.
You'll have a lot more respect for a bird after you try making a nest.
Faith is the bird that sings while it is yet dark.
Paint the flying spirit of the bird rather than its feathers.
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
God loved the birds and invented trees. Man loved the birds and invented cages.
Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best.
If only the best birds sang, the forest would be silent.
Love is a bird... she needs to fly.
Everybody loves birdsong. It's a human need... the sound of birds gives a deep, if sometimes almost unnoticed, pleasure
I sat in the gradually chilling room, thinking of my whole past the way a drowning man is supposed to, and it seemed part of the present, part of the gray cold and the beggar woman without a face and the moulting birds frozen to their own filth in the Orangerie. I know now I was in the throes of some small glandular crisis, a sublimated bilious attack, a flick from the whip of melancholia, but then it was terrifying...nameless...
Birds were flying from continent to continent long before we were. They reached the coldest place on Earth, Antarctica, long before we did. They can survive in the hottest of deserts. Some can remain on the wing for years at a time. They can girdle the globe. Now, we have taken over the earth and the sea and the sky, but with skill and care and knowledge, we can ensure that there is still a place on Earth for birds in all their beauty and variety - if we want to... And surely, we should.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.
Faith is a bird that can see the light when it is dawn and starts singing in the dark.
A Fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.
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