Quotes About Flock

Another flock of white uniforms sweeps into the opening.

Opinions" are the cheapest commodities on earth. Everyone has a flock of opinions ready to be wished upon anyone who will accept them.

I am the Reverend, the note said in a spidery scrawl. Would you like to join my flock of the Hushed?

False brethren don't show up at your church to be helped, they come to devour the flock. They are wolves. Wolves like to feed on lambs. You don't negotiate with a wolf. You don't counsel a wolf. You don't pray with a wolf. Read this carefully, the only thing you can do with a wolf is take them out, drive them out, and drive them away from your flock! This is what the leadership at Ephesus did, and Jesus commended them for it.

The whole starry sky seemed to be moving in the same direction he was, like a shimmering flock of birds migrating south through the night.

A thousand feet above the crash site the flock of crows re-formed, drew into a tight cloud that took on the shape of a scythe as it flew low across the town, wheeling and soaring, filling the cool clear air with their brassy cries, and then it rose up in one coherent mass and disappeared into the east in the direction of Tallulah's Wall.

setting all the beetles that were tied to it buzzing sleepily on the end of their strings like a flock of captive emeralds.

Girls chattering is like birds." He fluttered his fingers at his ears. "You hear only the notes.

The thing that excites me, and the thing that excited me about Twitter, is the idea of a flock of birds moving around an object in flight.

He had come to shock the people out of their complacency. This was evident in his every word. There were no sacred sheep in his flock.

Sheep: they love Wheat

The reason good women like me and flock to my pictures is that there is a little bit of vampire instinct in every woman.

I have read in the Gospel that the Good Shepherd leaves the faithful ones of His flock in the desert to hasten after the lost sheep. This confidence touches me deeply. You see He is sure of them. How could they stray away? They are prisoners of Love. In like manner does the Beloved Shepherd of our souls deprive us of the sweets of His Presence, to give His consolations to sinners

By now, the flock—the walkers themselves—numbered 325. With them came the shepherds, over a hundred.

He had liked her enormously, and he loved Krug with the same passion that a big sleek long-flewed hound feels for the high-booted hunter who reeks of the marsh as he leans towards the red fire. Krug could take aim at a flock of the most popular and sublime human thoughts and bring down a wild goose any time. But he could not kill death.

Guess what a group of chickens is called?" he asked. "I do not know." "Go on," he said. "Guess." "A bucket?

Shepherdess, O Eiffel Tower, your flock of bridges is bleating this morning.

And Flock Rule Number Two is, Don't argue with Max or you'll live to regret it. I spun and stomped out to the clearing, turning back for one last jab at Dylan. And by the way, you clearly DON'T know me better than Fang does. Do you see Fang arguing with me? No, you do not. Fang rolled his eyes.

Yeah, you're sitting in a tree because you're fine . That's easy to see. I can't believe this is Maximum Ride , destroyer of despots, warrior hottie, leader of the flock! All you need now to make yourself more pathetic is a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream!

As a maternal figure, I always try to keep the flock safe, of course. But I admit, it did my heart proud to see the instant blood-lust pop into Gazzy's blue eyes and to see little Angel automatically tense up and get into fighting stance, ready to rip someone's head off. They were just so — so dang adorable, sometimes.

I looked around. As flock leader, everyone was expecting me to make a decision. Jeb's presence here would bring uncertainty, chaos, probably danger. It would perk up my day.

Time for bed." I held my fist out. One by one, my flock stacked theirs on top, and then we headed up into the trees to sleep the sleep of the innocent. Well, okay, maybe not so innocent. But the sleep of the much less guilty than others, for sure.

Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment

I'm talkin' about a place where the beer flows like wine, where the women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. I'm talkin' about Aspen.