Quotes About Bats

As he looked back at the fiery cascade, Gentry covered Nancy with his arms and chest to protect her from the burning bats.

Now it's dusk, bats swooping and rising along the lawn, against the sea. Would that she could join them-flap wings, fly blind, beat back her foul mood.

When we played the Dodgers in St. Louis, they had to come through our dugout, and our bat rack was right there where they had to walk. My bats kept disappearing, and I couldn't figure it out. Turns out, Pee Wee Reese was stealing my bats. I found that out later, after we got out of baseball. He and Rube Walker stole my bats.

I was much entertained last summer with a tame bat, which would take flies out of a person's hand.

The early bats are tying the air, the heart, into knots. They fly on the wings of grief. The late butterfly follows them over the edge of the cliff where the earth becomes the air we turn into. It's called mirror vision when we see what isn't here. The kind of faith that fails at unexpected moments the way a climber reaches for a hold that will never in his life, be there. It's called despair when we open the door of a heart that no longer exists.

The colour of my soul is iron-grey and sad bats wheel about the steeple of my dreams.

The bats live in a world of echoes. Just as in the human world every object has a characteristic shape and colour, so in the bat world every object has its echo-pattern. A bat can tell the difference between a tasty moth species and a poisonous moth species by the different echoes returning from their slender wings.

Other double binds are false. This is one of the latter. There is an unspoken premise of the argument in favor of wind turbines: that harvesting energy is more important than birds and bats. That some sacrifices (billions of sacrifices, in this case) are justifiable to provide industrial humans with energy. This is, of course, the usual human supremacist assumption. The only way out of a double bind is to smash it. That's what we must do.

Vampies" I said carefully. "Sure. It all fitts," Massha nodded. "The plae skin, the sharp fangs, the red eyeliner, the way they turn into bats." "Turned into bats?" "You missed that Boss" Guido suplloed.

Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it.

Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?

Witches don't do that sort of thing anymore! In the old days they even used to have to go out and catch their own bats and toads and stuff to make their powders out of. Now it all comes out of bottles.'...'My mother sends for everything from the Witches' Market. That's located near the Never-Never Land. They send her a catalogue and she orders from that.

At night the bats will beat on the trees, knowing it all, seeing what they sensed all day....

I understood that fate could not be eluded forever; it came on leathery wings, swooping through the darkness like the bats in the orchards.

I was making a different sort of heart, one that was black, one that was protected by thorns, by bats, by raven's wings, by sorrow, by my aloneness, my armour

In that day a man shall cast his idols… to the moles and to the bats.

improvisamos un techo para protegernos de los murciélagos que andan por ahí hablando con voz de gente

When the dark clouds flutter like bats in my head I wish I could open a window and release them.

In many countries, wind turbines pose the single greatest threat to bats after habitat loss and white-nose syndrome.

Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.

I remembered I had tickets that Susan Blond gave me to the rock kid who ate the heads off bats, Ozzy Osbourne,...

For as the eyes of bats are to the blaze of day, so is the reason in our soul to the things which are by nature most evident of all.

The streetlight outside my house shines on tonight and I'm watching it like it could give me a vision. James ain't talked ever and he looks at that streetlight like it was a word and maybe like it was a verb. James wanted to streetlight me and make me bright and beautiful so all the moths and bats would circle me like I was the center of the world an held secrets.

Don't step on any dead bats." It took me a moment to realize he was joking.