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Quotes About Wing

Winter lives under a pigeon's wing, a dead wing with damp feathers.
~ bishop elizabeth ii
Conceit I heard a winter tree in song: Its leaves were birds, a hundred strong; When all at once it ceased to sing, For every leaf had taken wing.
~ Mervyn Peake
Yeah, right, sweetheart, it's a wing, I'm part angel, but trust me, the rest is pure devil.
~ Michael Cunningham
In the beginning was Scream Who begat Blood Who begat Eye Who begat Fear Who begat Wing Who begat Bone Who begat Granite Who begat Violet Who begat Guitar Who begat Sweat Who begat Adam Who begat Mary Who begat God Who begat Nothing Who begat Never Never Never Never Who begat Crow Screaming for Blood Grubs, crusts Anything Trembling featherless elbows in the nest's filth
~ Ted Hughes
And he is an owl He is an owl, Man tattooed in his armpit Under the broken wing (Stunned by the wall of glare, he fell here) Under the broken wing of huge shadow that twitches across the floor. He is a man in hopeless feathers.
~ Ted Hughes
Love's swooning and love's agitation- for the first time the Demon now experienced them; in shock and shiver he thinks of fleeing - but no quiver stirs in his wing! from his dimmed brow a heavy teardrop, a slow river... what a marvel! till today, quite near that cell, there stands in wondrous fashion a stone scorched by a tear of passion, burnt through by an inhuman tear!...
~ Mikhail Lermontov
Was the Buffalo chicken wing invented when Teressa Bellissimo thought of splitting it in half and deep frying it and serving it with celery and blue-cheese dressing? Was it invented when John Young started using mambo sauce and thought of elevating wings into a specialty?
~ Calvin Trillin
In the rain-forests of Brutha's subconscious the butterfly of doubt emerged and flapped an experimental wing, all unaware of what chaos theory has to say about this sort of thing …
~ Terry Pratchett
In the desert I often whisper. Junipers are excellent sounding boards. They have been shaped by wing. Rocks seem to care nothing about what I say, yet when I speak to them, they feel porous, capable of receiving my words and taking them in as part of their history of brokenness.
~ Terry Tempest Williams
There was a knife in his hand. He gave me a tight, mocking smile as he moved to the slab. "Wing or a thigh? Ah, I'm afraid we don't have any thighs left." He sliced into the Fae.
~ Karen Marie Moning
When I get on an aircraft all I can see outside is wing.' The American next to her had said, 'Listen, Ma'am, you go right on seeing that wing. Start worrying when you can't see it any longer.
~ Ian Fleming
The birds will wing from the weather, While I stand, still as the harvest, With the sound of the fall in the air.
~ Carolyn Kizer
What is needed is only a pausing of the heart so the spirit can take wing and be lifted toward the infinite.
~ Kent Nerburn
News is history shot on the wing.
~ Gene Fowler
News is history shot on the wing. The huntsmen from the Fourth Estate seek to bag only the peacock or the eagle of the swifting day.
~ Gene Fowler
'Feed' is about zombies and politics and blogging. It's about how George Romero actually saved the world! It's 'Night Of The Living Dead' meets 'The West Wing.'
~ Seanan McGuire
Fame is a bee It has a song - It has a sting - Ah, too, it has a wing.
~ Emily Dickinson
It's as if someone fashioned a small golden bird and then attached a ring around it. The bird is connected to the ring only by its wing tips.
~ Suzanne Collins
You know, I come out of the church. I not only grew up in the church but graduated from seminary, and I look at this as a mass movement. I give it very little religious legitimacy, especially the extreme wing of it.
~ Chris Hedges
For if I wimp my wing on thine. Affliction shall advance the flight in me.
~ George Herbert
For, if I imp my wing on thine, Affliction shall advance the flight in me.
~ George Herbert
All human joys are swift of wing, For heaven doth so allot it; That when you get an easy thing, You find you haven't got it.
~ Eugene Field
The music room's in the next wing. We can have coffee and brandy there." "I doubt we'd share the same taste in music, Roarke." "You might be surprised," he murmured, "at what we share." He touched her cheek again, this time sliding his hand around until it cupped the back of her neck. "At what we will share.
~ J.D. Robb
There is suffering in the light; in excess it burns. Flame is hostile to the wing. To burn and yet to fly, that is the miracle of genius.
~ Victor Hugo