Bird Quotes
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The same substance composes us--the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the bird, the beast, the star--we are all one, all moving to the same end.
P. L. Travers
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A duck's nest was found today near the trail on the dry open prairie with as far as could be seen no water or marsh near. The bird flew off but could not tell what species. The eggs nine originally.
George Mercer Dawson
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I saw someone the other day with yellow on their eyelids, and it looked so fresh. But I thought if I did that I'd look like a clown. So I went and I bought some yellow eye shadow from M.A.C. and I noticed that when you mix it with water it works better. So I tried it, and I looked like Big Bird. I will never do that again.
Kelly Rowland
Destiny's Child
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But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.
William Shakespeare
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This autumn - why am I growing old? Bird disappearing among clouds.
Matsuo Basho
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Oscar is the exact opposite of how I think you should behave. I just think of it as a negative view of the positive mind I have. Big Bird is sweet and nice and also sympathetic, as kids can identify with him even though he looks like such a bizarre character - great 8 feet 2 inches, a beak 18 inches long.
Caroll Spinney
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I like to sit in front of the computer, going through files of music, and recording the final vocals, guitars and what- nots. But the windows are always open and you can hear the crickets, birds, chickens, and even the sound of rain hitting the studio. The farm is a great place to hang out in, learn from and create music.
Jason Mraz
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Yet look again - His horn is free,Rising above chain, fence, and tree,Free hymn of love; His hornBursts from his tranquil browLike a comet born;Cleaves like a galley's prowInto seas untorn;Springs like a lily, whiteFrom the Earth below;Spirals, a bird in flightTo a longed-for height;Or a fountain bright,Spurting to lightOf early morn - O luminous horn!
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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But when I breath with the birds, The spirit of wrath becomes the spirit of blessings, And the dead begin from their dark to sing in my sleep.
Theodore Roethke
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If you cannot catch a bird of paradise, better take a wet hen.
Nikita Khrushchev
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It is the noisy bird which gets the stone from the catapult...
Chenjerai Hove
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Why make so much of fragmentary blue. In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?
Robert Frost
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Most of us live for the critic, and he lives on us. He doesn't sacrifice himself. He gets so much a line for writing a criticism. If the birds should read the newspapers, they would all take to changing their notes. The parrots would exchange with the nightingales, and what a farce it would be!
William Morris Hunt
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To the Indians it seemed that these Europeans hated everything in nature - the living forests and their birds and beasts, the grassy grades, the water, the soil, the air itself.
Dee Brown
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I have wished a bird would fly away, And not sing by my house all day....
Robert Frost
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We must not make a scarecrow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
William Shakespeare
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I'm terrified of heights, but I think there's something really beautiful about birds and soaring, having a bird's-eye view of the world.
Lindy Booth
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When you are inquisitive, Jane, you always make me smile. You open your eyes like an eager bird, and make every now and then a restless movement, as if answers in speech did not flow fast enough for you, and you wanted to read the tablet of one's heart.
Charlotte Bronte
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The bird that has taught its nestling to fly does not try to keep it in the nest, when it is once able to take care of itself.
G.A. Henty
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'You see life as a contrast between misery and pleasure, Jon; that is not a correct interpretation.''It’s a pretty good rule of thumb, I should have thought.''Thought and non-thought is the only valid line of comparison.''Bit of a bird’s-eye view, isn’t it? That puts us on the same level as the proles.''Exactly.'
Brian Aldiss
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Harry was just thinking that all he needed was for Dumbledore's pet bird to die while he was all alone in the office with it, when the bird burst into flames.
Joanne Rowling
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The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sorrow, sorrow. Joy, joy. Woven together, like reeds in moonlight.
Virginia Woolf
