Wings Quotes
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I'm afraid they're in love," he said, concerned. "They don't want to leave you." He lifted one hand from her waist to gently brush a pair from her neck, where their wings fanned against her jaw. Melancholy, he said, "I know just how they feel.
Laini Taylor
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Scrooge pushed past Mary number 1 and Joseph number 2 in the wings without so much as an 'excuse me'. Typical.
William E. Geist
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It was one of the great fen sunsets, flaming across the sky from horizon to horizon, burning up the earth beneath it to nothingness. But it could not subdue the Cathedral. Isaac was looking straight up at the three great towers and the flaming clouds were streaming out from them like banners. Yet there was no wind, and no movement in the sky except just above the Rollo tower where two small white clouds were in gentle flight. They soared and sank again, infinitely graceful and lovely, the golden light touching their wings and breasts. Then they soared once more and were lost in the light. They were two white swans.
Elizabeth Goudge
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I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly. I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky.
Kelly Clarkson
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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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I'm always looking for new ways to spread my creative wings.
Ariana Madix
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The pure soul shall mount on native wings, . . . and cut a path into the heaven of glory.
William Blake
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His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle.
Vladimir Nabokov
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True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.
William Shakespeare
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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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The march of good fortune has backward slips: to retreat one or two paces gives wings to the jumper.
Saib Tabrizi
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Woman is shut up in a kitchen or in a boudoir, and astonishment is expressed that her horizon is limited. Her wings are clipped, and it is found deplorable that she cannot fly.
Simone de Beauvoir
