Dove Quotes
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I'm so proud and honored to have been in 'Lonesome Dove' and 'Eight Men Out.' How come I'm not known for one of those?
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Yes, I did bite the head off of a dove. Yes, I did bite the head off of a bat. It's a stupid thing to do, but I did it.
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Greet each man with peace, and leave each man with love. Ask yourself - One more enemy, or one more dove?
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Gilmore Girls was the highlight of my ridiculous life. I can't wait to sit with these unbelievable broads and relive a time where sleep did not exist, where stress and coffee were mama's little helpers, and where we all dove into the deep end together to make something weird and very, very cool.
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I think in places like Pennsylvania, there`s folks who want our next president to talk like a hawk, but fly like a dove.
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Making those we love happy sounds innocent as a dove, but it can be as destructive as a lion.
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So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
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The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
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I've never been in a band where someone goes, 'Ah, I've got the perfect name! And it's because I climbed Mount Fuji, and at the top a golden dove came down...' It's always a bunch of guys sitting around going, 'How about Rotten Chipmunks?
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There was always a unique Beirut sound, it was always there, and so this time I just dove straight into that, instead of daydreaming and wandering.
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Time, as he passes us, has a dove's wing, Unsoil'd, and swift, and of a silken sound.
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The dove is my emblem.
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The Hawk and the Dove is a wonderful idea for a book, wonderfully carried out. Nicholas Thompson has used illuminating new material to present each of his protagonists in a convincing, respectful, but unsparing way. Even more valuable, he has used the interactions and tensions between Paul Nitze and George Kennan to bring much of American 20th century foreign policy to life, with human richness ever present but with the big issues clear in all their complexity.
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Death was not. I lived in a simple drowse:Hands and hair moved through a dream of wakening blossoms.Rain sweetened the cave and the dove still called;The flowers leaned on themselves, the flowers in hollows;And love, love sang toward.
