Quotes About Feather

A story is like a feather blowed around by the wind. Some folks see that feather and say, "Oh, there's a feather," that's all. One day a man pick that feather up and weave it into his gbo, the thing that protect his house from bad spirits. The same way with a story. One day a man picks it up and makes it his own. Then it is true.

You could have knocked me down with a feather,' said Lady Abbott, quite untruly. The feather had not been grown by bird that could have disturbed her balance for an instant.

Altar of the East in a clear vase, one bud a thin and dawn-pink ribbon a cone of dark incense from the farthest desert a white candle the picture of a child a single feather a flute carved of reed . . . a scroll, inscribed by hand a stoppered silver bottle containing just your breath

Whereat, in terror what that sight might mean, I reeled and shivered earthward like a feather. And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan. And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further, Showed me its feet, the feet of many men, And the fresh-severed head of it, my head.

they still made the feather tick bust a seam once or twice a month

The day is done, and the darknessFalls from the wings of Night,As a feather is wafted downwardFrom an eagle in his flight.

You must have brought the bad weather with you The sky's the color of lead All you've left me is a feather On an unmade bed

Anger can kill, even a feather gently blowing in the wind.

This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.

he leaves the church, Henry puts on his hat. It is a big hat, a new hat. And in that hat there is a feather.

Upon the path, in the glint of mica and odd shining stones, lies the yellow and gray-blue feather of an unknown bird. And there comes a piercing intuition, by no means understood, that in this feather on the silver path, this rhythm of wood and leather sounds, breath, sun and wind, and rush of river, in a landscape without past or future time—in this instant, in all instants, transience and eternity, death and life are one.

Snow as white as a swan's feather, white as a trillium bloom.

I think about how much of a good story seems to happen elsewhere, off the canvas or screen or page, in Europe or a backwater New Brunswick town, in what is left unsaid. A word on the tip of the tongue, ungraspable. The teasing smush of a feather boa over naked breasts in a striptease.

Death is as light as a feather, duty heavier than a spire.

Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.

This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.

Everybody wants to be a Bond villain. That is the coolest. To be able to portray a Bond villain, that is the feather in any actor's cap.

And soon afterwards this manuscript will appear, my final book... There will be outrage and disgust and people will turn on me at the last, they will hate me, my reputation will for ever be destroyed, my punishment earned, self-inflicted like this gunshot wound, and the world will finally know that I was the greatest feather man of them all.

The world is not a burden; we make it a burden by our desires. When the desires are removed, the world is as light as a feather on an elephant's back.

Faith is to prayer what the feather is to the arrow: without it prayer will not hit the mark.

Love birds never separate and they say birds of a feather flock together. Even animals and birds know the language of love. Love is all abounding and romance is a beautiful part of it.

Duty is heavier than mountains, death is lighter than a feather.

What are the odds so long as the fire of the soul is kindled at the taper of conviviality, and the wing of friendship never molts a feather?

I tucked the feather into my bra, then glanced up at the sudden heavy silence. "What?"Blake grinned. "What else you got in there? Can I see?""Shut up, Blake!" said the rest of the boys.