Haruki Murakami Quotes
Beyond the window, some kind of small, black thing shot across the sky. A bird, possibly. Or it might have been someone's soul being blown to the far side of the world.
Haruki Murakami
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Hey sky, take off your hat, I'm on my way!
Valentina Tereshkova
'The bird that would soar above the plane of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.'
Kate Chopin
Islam was like a mental cage. At first, when you open the door, the caged bird stays inside: it is frightened. It has internalized its imprisonment. It takes time for the bird to escape, even after someone has opened the doors to its cage.
Ayaan Hirsi Ali
I'm flat on the floor, with my head down low, where the sky can't rain on me anymore.
Carrie Underwood
Say, what is the spell, when her fledgelings are cheeping, That lures the bird home to her nest? Or wakes the tired mother, whose infant is weeping, To cuddle and croon it to rest?
Lewis Carroll
We shall find peace. We shall hear the angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.
Anton Chekhov
In Finland in the winter, when the sky is totally choked with clouds, the country becomes one big sensory deprivation tank.
Charles Platt
The good thing about having chemistry is, when you get to the improv section of a scene, you've got somebody to feed off. It can go on and on and on, and the sky's the limit.
Kevin Hart
Even now, I have traces of the good little girl. When I am not performing, for instance, I am really very quiet and ordinary.
Marina Abramovic
A healthy sex life. Best thing in the world for a woman's voice.
Leontyne Price
'Once Upon a Time', 'Mirror Mirror' - those shows and films focus on women and their conflict with one another. What the heck is going on in contemporary fairy tales? Women are not dominating the world; they are not evil.
Jack Zipes
Beyond the window, some kind of small, black thing shot across the sky. A bird, possibly. Or it might have been someone's soul being blown to the far side of the world.
Haruki Murakami