Quotes About Birds

Calico Pie,The little Birds flyDown to the calico tree,Their wings were blue,And they sang "Tilly-loo!"Till away they flew—And they never came back to me!

There was an Old Man with a beard,Who said: "It is just as I feared!Two owls and a hen,Four larks and a wrenHave all built their nests in my beard."

Ploffskin, Pluffskin, Pelican jee! We think no Birds so happy as we! Plumpskin, Ploshkin, Pelican jill! We think so then, and we thought so still!

You English words? I know you: You are light as dreams, Tough as oak, Precious as gold, As poppies and corn, Or an old cloak: Sweet as our birds To the ear, As the burnet rose In the heat Of Midsummer

Verse is the natural speech of men, as singing is of birds' The Week's Survey, 18 June 1904

There was the greatest store of fowl that ever we saw.

The "dead of winter" ----- how much more dead it would be each year without the birds!

On the roughest days of winter, when life seems overwhelmed by storm and cold, watch a chickadee, observe in good cheer and take heart.

Animals and birds enjoy just one sex attitude within their instinct; conversely, it is only a human, who discovered above nature, sex postures, in an awkward way. Applause, please.

Feeding the birds is a fabulous and glorious charity since they neither can speak nor ask.

Halcyon days.

The junkbird attracts the attention of its prospective mate by opening wide a tail-fan of feathers spelling out, 'You have already won a prize.

I have a ranch and when I sit there and see a little lizard and birds, I really love what I see and I'm love with nature.

In 1999 my father died and my mother was coming to live with me. So I left my Kennington flat and bought a house with a garden because my mother loved watching the birds.

The crack of the bat, the sound of baseballs thumping into gloves, the infield chatter are like birdsong to the baseball starved.

Möcht' ich ein Komet seyn? Ich glaube. Denn sie haben die Schnelligkeit der Vögel; sie blühen an Feuer, und sind wie Kinder in Reinheit. Größeres zu wünschen, kann nicht des Menschen Natur sich vermessen.

You may depend on it that the bunting, emberiza miliaria, does not leave this country in the winter.

I am often on guard over the Russians. In the darkness one sees their forms move like stick storks, like great birds. They come close up to the wire fence and lean their faces against it. Their fingers hook round the mesh.

Many of the birds Audubon painted are now extinct, and still we go on killing them, more or less casually, with our pesticides and wires and machinery.

Whenever I heard the song of a bird and the answering call of its mate, I could visualize the notes in scale, all built up within my consciousness as a natural symphony.

We all have our preferences - some people go for birds - but for me, there's just something about the wolf; the design of it is really aesthetically pleasing.

Life on a factory farm is well-nigh unbearable for the animals or birds, and it is often foul for the women and men who process the meat that results - especially in factories for chicken parts. But do not sentimentalize. Do not imagine barnyard life is a bowl of cherries.

By the time I was 10 or 12, I had discovered the lure of the romance genre - and the dusty copy of 'The Thorn Birds' on my parents' bookshelf.

There is a whole generation of romance readers and writers who suffer from what I like to think of as 'Thorn Birds' Fever.