Quotes About Bird

There was no breath in him, no flush of blood, no taint of sweat or tears. Next to him, I felt the grossness of my own body, how more I was like the earth than I was like him. He was air and wind and cloud and bird; I was dust and worm.

I can see her mind beating around the closed car like a bird. Locked in with privileges and pleasures, but also with pain.

Ea îmi picur?-n vene stropi de cer artificial, m? preface în pas?re de pânz?.

As a bird with beautiful feathers is the target of hunters, so the gifted are targets of the envious.

I felt deeply in my heart both the sorrow of one that goes and the grief of one that remains, just as a solitary bird separated from his flock in dark clouds, and wrote in answer: From this day forth, alas, The dew-drops shall wash away The letters on my hat Saying 'A party of two'.

Autumn again getting old is like a bird flying into a cloud

On a withered branch A crow has alighted: Nightfall in autumn.

In Chinese, the name of this bird is also the word used to describe the color of your eyes.

Under the Greenwood Tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see no enemy But winter and rough weather.

It is tantalising, to be this close to revealing your own truth, like holding a bird you are about to set free.

he gave such an impression of buoyancy that I expected him to fly off like a bird.

All the great feelings like goodness, love or compassion eliminate the gravity and thus the wingless man rises like a bird.

Clever man is a chicken; it can fly, but a little. Genius, on the other hand, is a migratory bird; it can fly at high altitudes until He disappears on the horizon!

The clever cannot catch the genius; such an attempt is just an act of trying to catch the shadow of a flying bird!

Žmog? kei?ia poži?ris – iškelk j? ir jis skraidys tartum paukštis, sutrypk – ir jis jausis tarytum vikšras

Ave Seria um pássaro No sono das asas ondulava toda a solidão do céu Terrestre, só a fugitiva sombra Paisagem nenhuma lhe dava abrigo Pousado, o corpo de si mesmo se exilava Nos ensinava a deslumbrância da viagem a nós que só na morte olharemos os céus de frente

A tortoise out in winter?" cheeped the bird. " Ridiculous! " "No it isn't," snapped Shelley. "Oh no? Then let's see you fly home and cuddle up with your family like I can. Ha-cheep-ha!" "Of course I can't fly," thought Shelley. "I can't even hop!

One poultry specialist mused, "Mathematically, it is evident that the present rate of improvement in growth cannot be continued for more than a couple of decades, or the industry will be faced with a bird that virtually explodes upon hatching.

The old stories must be learned anew, studied again within the context of a world at odds with itself and only able to be redeemed by the brush of the wing of the great bird of spirit.

What kind of idiot bird sings in the middle of the night?... I wish it'd shut up and let me sleep! - Pirra

A tree never grows overnight and a bird never straight soars to height. Progress is a steadfast process of change from one state to another. Don't Jump the process & let get growth compromised, evolve seamlessly and get MickeyMized.

He was creating the first letters of the Slavonic alphabet. He started with rounded letters, but the Slavonic language was so wild that the ink could not hold it, and so he made a second alphabet of barred letters and caged the unruly language in them like a bird.

I saw the darkness swirling inside him. I saw that his feet did not touch the ground when he played basketball at recess. In moments, he was flying. Not like a bird but subtly, like a person.

And when a poet dies, deep in the night a lone black bird wakes up in the thicket and sings for all it's worth — Miroslav Holub, from "Interferon," Poems Before and After (Bloodaxe Books, 2006)