Larks Quotes - Page 5

• We're alike, Jess would tell himself, me and Miss Edmunds . . . We don't belong at Lark Creek, Julia and me.

  Katherine Paterson

  Missing, Creeks, Julia

  Katherine Paterson (2009). “Bridge to Terabithia”, p.30, Harper Collins

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• A springful of larks in a rolling Cloud and the roadside bushes brimming with whistling Blackbirds and the sun of October Summery On the hill's shoulder.

  Dylan Thomas

  Nature, Clouds, October

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (2003). “The Poems of Dylan Thomas”, p.205, New Directions Publishing

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• Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by.

  Robert Graves

  Daughter, Bird, Singing

  Robert Graves (2013). “Selected Poems”, p.54, Faber & Faber

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• Out of the dusk a shadow, Then a spark; Out of the cloud a silence, Then a lark; Out of the heart a rapture, Then a pain; Out of the dead, cold ashes, Life again.

  John B. Tabb

  Pain, Heart, Clouds

  John B Tabb (1894). “Poems by John B Tabb”

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• In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining, May my lot no less fortunate be Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining, And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea; With an ambling pad-pony to pace o'er the lawn, While I carol away idle sorrow, And blithe as the lark that each day hails the dawn, Look forward with hope for to-morrow.

  John Churton Collins

  Sea, Sorrow, Ponies

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• My curiosity sister of larks.

  Fernando Pessoa

  Curiosity

  "The Book of Disquiet". Book by Fernando Pessoa, p. 219, 1982.

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• I did not think I should be ever loved: do you indeed Love me so much as now you say you do? Ask of the sea-bird if it loves the sea, Ask of the roses if they love the rain, Ask of the little lark, that will not sing Till day break, if it loves to see the day: And yet, these are but empty images, Mere shadows of my love, which is a fire So great that all the waters of the main Can not avail to quench it.

  Oscar Wilde

  Rain, Thinking, Fire

  Oscar Wilde (2008). “The Duchess of Padua: Easyread Large Bold Edition”, p.39, ReadHowYouWant.com

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• We all had such larks. Yes, it was hard work but the friendships and the genuine respect we had for one another, that side I shall miss greatly. I've stopped acting, but I don't think I've finished using my voice. I could, and probably will, record the whole of Shakespeare's sonnets. They live at the side of my bed and are my constant companions.

  Peter O'Toole

  Hard Work, Thinking, Voice

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