Quotes About Eagle

I'm going to retire as an Eagle.

A constant image [in myths] is that of the conflict of the eagle and the serpent. The serpent bound to the earth, the eagle in spiritual flight – isn't that conflict something we all experience? And then, when the two amalgamate, we get a wonderful dragon, a serpent with wings.

page 212: let me be far from the battle at Thermodon Watching if from high in the clouds, like an eagle. The vanquished weep, and the victor has perished.

To be dragged in the wake of the passive flock and to pass a hundred and one times beneath the shears of the shepherd, or to die alone like a brave eagle on a rocky crag of a great mountain: that is the dilemma.

In a pine tree behind me, an eagle waits out the rain, hunched into himself, brooding. Crows squabble, a murder chasing a raven. Seals cruise the lines of fishing nets bobbing in the water, hoping for an easy meal, the tender bellies of salmon.

So what you have here on the dollar bill is the eagle representing this wonderful image of the way in which the transcendent manifests itself in the world. That's what the United States is founded on. If you're going to govern properly, you've got to govern from the apex of the triangle, in the sense of the world eye at the top.

The eagle has no fear of adversity. We need to be like the eagle and have a fearless spirit of a conqueror.

Richard had trained in the Philippines, working to save the Philippines' monkey-eating eagle, a wildly improbable-looking piece of flying hardware that you would more readily expect to see coming into land on an aircraft

The haft of the arrow had been feathered with one of [the eagle's] own plumes…. We often give our enemies the means for our own destruction.

The shaft of the arrow had been feathered with one of the eagle's own plumes. We often give our enemies the means of our own destruction.

Neil's voice was calm, confident, most of all clear. "Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed." It was 4:17:42 P.M. EDT, Sunday, July 20, 1969.

There's a verse in Proverbs that speaks to me. "There are three things which are too wonderful for me, four which I do not understand. The way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a serpent on a rock, the way of a ship in the middle of the sea, and the way of a man with a maid." The

At the age of three and a half the Taung Child was eaten by an eagle. The evidence is that damage marks to the eye sockets of the fossil are identical to marks made by modern eagles on modern monkeys as they rip out their eyes. Poor little Taung Child, shrieking on the wind as you were borne aloft by the aquiline fury, you would have found no comfort in your destined fame, two and a half million years on, as the type specimen of Australopithecus africanus.

My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest," said Conor, frowning with concentration. "My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well. My heart will be strong as a great oak. My spirit will spread an eagle's wings, and fly forth. This is the way of truth.

Take the road where the eagle flies, man follows where his fortune lies.

Eagle rises to the top of the precipice with its wings; man, to the top of the honour, with his morals!

For Nature is love, and finds haunts for true love, Where nothing can hear or intrude; It hides from the eagle and joins with the dove, In beautiful green solitude.

Let us return to our eagle's nest in the Himalayas. It is waiting for us, for it is ours, eaglets of Europe, we need not renounce any part of our real nature...whence we formerly took our flight.

Patriotism requires less and less of making the eagle scream, but more and more of making him think.

First I shall name the eagle, of which there are three species: the great grey eagle is the largest, of great strength and high flight he chiefly preys on fawns and other young quadrupeds.

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?Or Love in a golden bowl?

An old man's eagle mind.

We're all turkeys! Some of us are running around with our heads cut off, some of us are flapping our wings that hard we're close to flying. But nothing is an eagle bar God.