Quotes About Wings

Let the cymbals of popularity tinkle still. Let the butterflies of fame glitter with their wings. I shall envy neither their music nor their colors.

Mortality shadowed him like a falcon mantling its wings over dying prey.

I feel that the real drama of life is never center stage, it's always in the wings. It's never with the spotlight on, it's usually something that you don't expect at all.

The elflocks of the crowd were every color of the rainbow, as was the light from their eyes that shone through the mask of the Arkadian winter night. Some of them had wings, but not gauzy gossamer tattooist fabulosities. The wing'd ones among them bore twin sails at their backs, reptilian bat bones folded and hooded just above their heads in taloned, Gothic arches of epidermis.

Eagles live in the darkness, And the sons of the Alps Cross over the abyss without fear On lightly-built bridges. *** Growing weak on the separate mountains — Then give us calm waters; Give us wings, and loyal minds To cross over and return.

The gilded wreaths and crowns that the Legion had won in the days of its honour were gone from the crimson-bound staff; the furious talons still clutched the crossed thunderbolts, but where the great silver wings should have arched back in savage pride, were only empty socket-holes in the flanks of gilded bronze.

Y aquellas alas de mariposa azul de qué nos sirven? preguntarán los que nacieron sin alas. ¿De qué nos sirve eso que flota en el vago azul de los sueños? Contesta el poeta: -Pour des certains êtres sublimes, planer c'est servir.

Y aquellas alas de mariposa azul de qué nos sirven? preguntarán los que nacieron sin alas.

You were born with potential. You were born with goodness and trust. You were born with ideals and dreams. You were born with greatness. You were born with wings. You are not meant for crawling, so don't. You have wings. Learn to use them and fly.

If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves.

Oh soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.

Helpless I lie. And around me the feet of thy watchers tread. There is a rumour and a radiance of wings above my head, An intolerable radiance of wings....

peacocks flew.

But if I can't go from the body I have to a body that I am certain would feel very right—right like having wings would be or even right like wearing spats would be—then I think, maybe not for me.

Now she imagines him dreaming. She imagines him dreaming of her, as she is dreaming of him. Through a sky the color of wet slate they fly towards each other on dark invisible wings.

It has thrown off its disguise as a meal and has revealed itself to me for what it is, a large dead bird. I'm eating a wing. It's the wing of a tame turkey, the stupidest bird in the world, so stupid it can't even fly any more. I am eating lost flight.

She sits on the iron throne She is one and three The dark lady the redgold lady The blank lady oracle of blood, she who must be obeyed forever Her glass wings are gone She floats down the river singing her last song

If you can call it talking, these clipped whispers, projected through the funnels of our white wings. It's more like a telegram, a verbal semaphore. Amputated speech.

Death is a beautiful woman, with wings and one breast almost bare; or is that Victory? I can't remember. They

I don't have feathers, but I feel like a bird sometimes.

Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die... Still you wait and will not try - A bird with wings who dares not rise and fly.

Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings.

Queens can, too, fly," she blurted out, daring him. His grin broadening to suffuse his face, he put his hands on her shoulders and gave her an affectionate shake. "Of course they can fly," he assured her, his voice full of pride and respect. "That's why they have wings!

If I'm an angel, paint me with black wings.