Browsing Topic Best Bird Quotes

I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness? She responded, ‘love lifts me.’

As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can.

Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.

The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn’t people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?

Everything that’s realistic has some sort of ugliness in it. Even a flower is ugly when it wilts, a bird when it seeks its prey, the ocean when it becomes violent.

Every bird that sings, sings for you. Every breeze that blows, blows for you. Every sunray shines for you. If you only knew how loved you are.

Boys flying kites haul in their white winged birds; You can’t do that way when you’re flying words. Careful with fire, is good advice we know Careful with words, is ten times doubly so. Thoughts unexpressed may sometimes fall back dead; But God Himself can’t kill them when they’re said.

Why do you try to understand art? Do you try to understand the song of a bird?

You have to believe in happiness, or happiness never comes. Ah, that’s the reason a bird can sing. On his darkest day, he believes in spring.

An owl is the wisest of all birds because the more it sees the the less it talks.

Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.

It’s just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.

Success is full of promise till one gets it, and then it seems like a nest from which the bird has flown.

Faith is the bird that sings while it is yet dark.

The Democrats and Republicans are indeed two wings on the same bird, but it’s a really weird mutant bird that only has two right wings.

The Best Things In Life Are Free Sunshine, songs of birds, the blue heavens, sunrise, the sea air, the field full of flowers, the wonders of nature, the magenta sunset, love, joy, peace of mind, the wonders of nature, the warm rain, the dew of the roses, the love of God, etc., are here for our enjoyment.

The Birds could be the most terrifying motion picture I have ever made.

A foolish dog barks at a flying bird

Recently my fingers have developed a prejudice against comparatives. They all follow this pattern: a squirrel is smaller than a tree; a bird is more musical than a tree. Each of us is the strongest one in his or her own skin. Characteristics should take off their hats to one another, instead of spitting in each other’s faces.

The woods would be quiet if no bird sang but the one that sang best.

But the moment a bird was dead, no matter how beautiful it had been in life, the pleasure of possession became blunted for me.

Every true writer is like a bird; he repeats the same song, the same theme, all his life. For me, this theme as always been revolt.

The words of the scholar are to be understood. The words of the master are not to be understood. They are to be listened to as one listens to the wind in the trees and the sound of the river and the song of the bird. They will awaken something within the heart that is beyond all knowledge.

If you want to know what it means to be happy, look at a flower, a bird, a child; they are perfect images of the kingdom. For they live from moment to moment in the eternal now with no past and no future.

No poetic phantasybut a biological reality,a fact: I am an entitylike bird, insect, plantor sea-plant cell;I live; I am alive.

Generally speaking, our prisoners were capable of loving animals, and if they had been allowed they would have delighted to rear large numbers of domestic animals and birds in the prison. And I wonder what other activity could better have softened and refined their harsh and brutal natures than this. But it was not allowed. Neither the regulations nor the nature of the prison made it possible.

I like to sit on the front porch of an old cabin I built in the woods and just listen to the birds; I like to fish in the pond and I always throw the fish back.

Africa – You can see a sunset and believe you have witnessed the Hand of God. You watch the slope lope of a lioness and forget to breathe. You marvel at the tripod of a giraffe bent to water. In Africa, there are iridescent blues on the wings of birds that you do not see anywhere else in nature. In Africa, in the midday heart, you can see blisters in the atmosphere. When you are in Africa, you feel primordial, rocked in the cradle of the world.

Gone are the birds that were our summer guests.

They (animals) are not just living things; they are beings with lives… that makes all the difference in the world…next time you are outside…notice the first bird you see…you are beholding a unique individual with personality traits, an emotional profile, and a library of knowledge built on experience…what you are witnessing is not just biology, but a biography.

I have always believed that God never gives a cross to bear larger than we can carry. No matter what, he wants us to be happy, not sad. birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn’t we?

Eyes are at rest, the stars are setting. Hushed are the stirrings of birds in their nests,Of monsters in the ocean.You are the Just who knows no change,The Balance that can never swerve,The Eternal which never passes away.The doors of Kings are bolted now and guarded by soldiers.Your Door is open to all who call upon You.Each love is now alone with his beloved.And I am alone with You.

Caged birds accept each other, but flight is what they long for.

It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,That o’er the green corn-field did pass,In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;Sweet lovers love the spring.