Quotes About Sparrow

We loved - and it has all gone, somewhere... We loved - and now our love is frozen, and now it lies, one wing spread out, raising its little feet - a dead sparrow on the damp gravel... But we loved... we flew...

He punctuated this last thought with such a deep sigh that a house sparrow singing near by stopped and rushed home to be with his family.

They're common, but nevertheless very beautiful. A sparrow. These are tits.

There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow.

Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all.

There's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.

There 's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 't is not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all. Since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is 't to leave betimes? Hamlet. V.2

A hanged sparrow! Who would ever think of hanging a sparrow? It's like flavoring borscht with two mushrooms instead of just one—it's too much!

My sparrow, she flickers and wakes and sings and sings.

The Bible tells us that a sparrow does not fall without God's notice. I know he will help us meet our responsibilities through his guidance.

Cosmic upheaval is not so moving as a little child pondering the death of a sparrow in the corner of a barn.

Kai, she thought, you are as lost as I am. You have no idea where this beauty comes from and you know better than to think that such clarity could come from your own heart. Maybe, like Sparrow, Kai was terrified that one day the sound would shut off.

Only God sees the sparrow fall, but even God doesn't do anything about it.

I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.

And today, like each time they have landed on my hand for the past two hundred years, I wonder at the weight of a sparrow.

All around me there was a great numbness, as if I were sealed in wax ten inches thick. There was no Kvothe, only the confusion, the anger, and the numbness wrapping them. I was like a sparrow in a storm, unable to find a safe branch to cling to. Unable to control the tumbling motion of my flight.

Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she places her young near Your altars, O LORD of Hosts, my King and my God.