Wings Quotes
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I have no wings, but still I fly in the sky; I have no magical power, yet like magic I journey throughout realms of illusory display, here and there, in nine directions, exploring the connections of my karma.
Chagdud Tulku Rinpoche
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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
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True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.
William Shakespeare
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You're saying that our souls and the stars and the wings of a butterfly are all somehow connected?
T.A. Barron
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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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When I only begin to read, I forget I'm on this world. It lifts me on wings with high thoughts.
Anzia Yezierska
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I hold it true that thoughts are things Endowed with bodies, breath, and wings, And that we send them forth to fill The world with good results--or ill.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Who soars too near the sun, with golden wings, melts them.
William Shakespeare
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Night. Heavenly delicious sweet night of the desert that calls all of us to love her. The night is our comfort with her coolness and darkness. On wings, on feet, on our bellies, out we all come to glory in the night.
Leslie Marmon Silko
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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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...they cupped their wings around their happiness and called it a world, though they both knew it was not a world, only a hiding place, which is a very different thing.
Laini Taylor
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If you want to fly, you have to flap your own wings!
Claire Williams
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If men had wings and bore black feathers, Few of them would be clever enough to be crows.
Henry Ward Beecher
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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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Fifteen birds in five firtrees, their feathers were fanned in a fiery breeze! But, funny little birds, they had no wings! O what shall we do with the funny little things? Roast 'em alive, or stew them in a pot; fry them, boil them and eat them hot?
J. R. R. Tolkien
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Mechanical wings allow us to fly, but it is with our minds that we make the sky ours
William Langewiesche
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On the wings of fancy, gentle readers, bear yourselves into the mid-air, where by imagination you may form a large stupendous castle.
Sarah Fielding
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It is well to fetter the wings of our fancy and restrain its flights.
Edward E. Barnard
