Quotes About Bird

Some newspapers are fit only to line the bottom of bird cages.

"My burden is light," said the blessed Redeemer, a light burden indeed, which carries him that bears it. I have looked through all nature for a resemblance of this, and seem to find a shadow of it in the wings of a bird, which are indeed borne by the creature, and yet support her flight towards heaven.

I tried to put a bird in a cage. O fool that I am! For the bird was Truth. Sing merrily, Truth: I tried to put Truth in a cage!

In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part. To sleep for a season and hear no word Of true love's truth or of light love's art, Only the song of a secret bird.

A feather when viewed separately may seem like only a feather, But when seen through the eyes of truth it is a sacred instrument that lifts a bird in flight.

Midwives' experience of fathers is incidental but proficient, like a farmer's knowledge of bird migration or the behavior of clouds.

Bobbie went back to her room, remembering again that Manuel had insisted it was not a Spanish word. Out of curiosity, she looked in the little English dictionary, and to her surprise she found the word there, too: raptor
[deriv. of L. raptor plunderer, fr. raptus]: bird of prey.

In the morning she found pieces of a bird chopped and scattered by the fan blood sprayed onto the mosquito net, its body leaving paths on the walls like red snails that drifted down in lumps. She could imagine the feathers while she had slept falling around her like slow rain.

Romance is a bird that will not sing in every bush, and love-affairs, however devoted the sentiments that inspire them, are often so business-like in the prudence with which they are conducted, that romance is reduced to a mere croaking or a disgusted silence.

I just love to skate. When I put a skate on the ice, I'm free from the world, and I have no problems at all. I am a bird!

I like the country, too, she agreed. Look! Did you see that bird swoop across the yard? That bird was a bat, Aunt Clare said. She chuckled as both birds ducked their heads.

They tested every electrical system. They rebuilt instruments, checked circuits, wiggled wires, dusted plugs. They climbed into the dish and placed duct tape over every seam and rivet. They climbed back into the dish with brooms and scrubbing brushes and carefully swept it clean5 of what they referred to in a later paper as 'white dielectric material', or what is known more commonly as bird shit.

The emperor Caesar Augustus had a parakeet who greeted him daily, and after his victory over Mark Antony in Egypt in 29 B.C., he purchased a raven whose trainer had taught him to say "Ave, Caesar Victor Imperator." (The trainer had wisely taught another bird to say "Ave, Victor Imperator Antoni" in case the battle went the other way.)

typical bird's feathers outweigh its skeleton. Feathers define a bird. By trapping and moving air, feathers protect the bird from cold and wet, and they enable it to fly.

The black instrument on the hall table trilled its hysterical note over and over, like a nervous bird.

I should have loved a thunder bird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again

You are the consciousness of your unhappy family. Its bird sent flying through the purgatorial flame.

she was curious to track down that bird, if only to see that it was free. Or, perhaps more accurately, to know that she was free from that desperate search for identity that had imprisoned her. She was now complete, just as she was. So

A male frigate bird blows up a wild red pouch on his neck. He can keep it puffed up for hours. It is his way of impressing the girls.

and jazz is like a bird who migrates or emigrates or immigrates or transmigrates, roadblock jumper, smuggler, something that runs and mixes in

y así va el mundo y el jazz es como un pájaro que migra o emigra o inmigra o transmigra, saltabarreras, burlaaduanas, algo que corre y se difunde...

Comedy to observers, tragedy to participants; I consider myself an observer. I fly over my life like a migrating bird, and I only ever play for beans or counters, never for real money.

No sooner did the thirsty bird With parching throat complain, Than forming clouds in heaven stirred And sent the streaming rain.

A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish him, he spreads his wings and flies back into his homeland.