Quotes About Birds

Owls hoot in B flat, cuckoos in D, but the water ousel sings in the voice of the stream. She builds her nest back of the waterfalls so the water is a lullaby to the little ones. Must be where they learn it.

All the birds who were never born, all the songs that were never sung and so can only exist in the imagination. And this one is Teddy's.

As I watch, the sky fills with clouds of snow feathers from every kind of bird there ever was and even some that only exist in the imagination, like the bluebirds that fly over the rainbow.

Man is the plumeless genus of bipeds, birds are the plumed.

Like the birds of the sea, men come from the ocean-the ocean of the soul. How could this bird, born from that sea, make his dwelling here?

The tragedy of man is that the happy moments of life behave like the birds of the forests: They appear and disappear suddenly!

The early morning hour should be dedicated to praise: do not the birds set us the example?

Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds.

I woke up this morning, Smiled at the rising sun, Three little birds, Sat on my doorstep, Singing sweet songs

Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark.

I slumbered spring's morning and missed the dawn from everywhere, I heard the cry of birds. That night the sound of wind and rain came. Who knows how many petals had fallen?

Openly I whispered and breathed a big gulp of air and saw all the beautiful trees and birds which surrounded me. The morning was beautiful like your smile.

four geological eras had to pass so that human beings would be able to outsing the birds and die for love.

Because there is no meaning to be found in the arbitrary nature of things., It's all random. Just as space is blue. And birds fly through it.

Nature: a place where birds fly around uncooked

Watching birds has become part of my daily meditation affirming my connection to the earth body.

Birds have wings; they're free; they can fly where they want when they want. They have the kind of mobility many people envy.

'Tis always morning somewhere, and aboveThe awakening continents, from shore to shore,Somewhere the birds are singing evermore.

The rhythms of nature - the sounds of wind and water, the sounds of birds and insects - must inevitably find their analogues in music.

As I love nature, as I love singing birds...I love thee, my friend.

The carnal contact side by side, from heel to armpit, brings shudders that shake up nature like the flights of nocturnal birds.

All nature mourns, the skies relent in showers; hushed are the birds, and closed the drooping flowers.

Everything in life is built on principles - plants, seas, birds, all of the natural elements of nature, they all follow and obey certain basic fundamental principles.

The crows live in the world like you do. They are part of nature.