Wings Quotes
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Perhonen is not here anymore,» it says, with a voice made of wings and whispers.
Hannu Rajaniemi
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For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!
Lord Byron
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Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
Antonio Porchia
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Look, why don't you go talk to Ron about all this?" Harry asked. "Well, I would, but he's always asleep when I go and see him!" said Lavender fretfully. "Is he?" said Harry, surprised, for he had found Ron perfectly alert every time he had been up to the hospital wing.
Joanne Rowling
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The ribs are the wings of the body. Open your wings.
Bellur Krishnamachar Sundararaja Iyengar
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Wings are freedom only when they are wide open in flight. On one's back they are a heavy weight.
Marina Tsvetaeva
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When you are covered by His wings, it can get pretty dark.
Corrie Ten Boom
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An equal doom clipp'd Time's blest wings of peace.
Petrarch
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I love the recklessness of faith. First you leap, and then you grow wings.
William Sloane Coffin
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People want you to be happy.
Don't keep serving them your pain!
If you could untie your wings
And free your soul of jealousy,
You and everyone around you
Would fly up like doves.
Rumi
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Telling the truth is like exposing the underside of our wings. We only see that part when we fly.
Sabrina Ward Harrison
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The way God squandered Himself had always hurt her; and annoyed her too. The sky full of wings and only the shepherds awake. That golden voice speaking and only a few fishermen there to hear; and perhaps some of the words He spoke carried away on the wind or lost in the sound of the waves lapping against the side of the boat. A thousand blossoms shimmering over the orchard, each a world of wonder all to itself, and then the whole thing blown away on a southwest gale as though the delicate little worlds were of no value at all. Well, of all the spendthrifts, she would think and then pull herself up. It was not for her to criticize the ways of Almighty God; if He liked to go to all that trouble over the snowflakes, millions and millions of them, their intricate patterns too small to be seen by human eyes, and melting as soon as made, that was His affair and not hers. All she could do about it was to catch in her window, and save from entire waste, as much of the squandered beauty as she could.
Elizabeth Goudge
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I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn how to fly by themselves.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour.
Amy Lowell
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And off in the far distance, the gold on the wings of the angel atop the bell tower of San Marco flashed in the sun, bathing the entire city in its glistening benediction.
Donna Leon
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With respect to the use of this sparkling coloured material (butterfly wings around 1955, fh) - the constituent parts of which remain indistinguishable - with the aim of producing a very vivid effect of scintillation, I realised that, for me, this responds to needs of the same order as those that formerly led me, in many drawings and paintings, to organize my lines and patches of colour so that the objects represented would meld into everything around them, so that the result would be a sort of continuous, universal soup with an intensive flavour of life.
Jean Dubuffet
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O youth! thou often tearest thy wings against the thorns of voluptuousness.
Victor Hugo
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Time, as he passes us, has a dove's wing,
Unsoil'd, and swift, and of a silken sound.
William Cowper
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Whom can I ask what I came to make happen in this world? Why do I move without wanting to, why am I not able to sit still? Why do I go rolling without wheels, flying without wings or feathers, and why did I decide to migrate if my bones live in Chile?
Pablo Neruda
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Just then, lit only by the flicker of his wings,the sight of him was so..right somehow. He was right. It made no sense at all, but the feeling flooded through Karou
Laini Taylor
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For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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And besides, look at elder flowers and bluebells-they are a sign that pure creation takes place - even the butterfly. But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
D. H. Lawrence
