Bird Quotes

She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.

The early bird gets the worm. The early worm... gets eaten.

When the Sun of compassion arises darkness evaporates and the singing birds come from nowhere.

Like a bird with broken wing that has traveled through wind for years . . . I sleep and my heart stays awake . . .

I feel akin to the Platypus. An orphan in a family. A swimmer, a recluse. Part bird, part fish, part lizard.

A strange passion is moving in my head My heart has become a bird which searches in the sky. Every part of me goes in different directions. Is it really so that the one I love is Everywhere?

Thanks for this day, for all birds safe in their nests, for whatever this is, for life.

Investment is a flighty bird which needs to be controlled.

Imagine if birds were tickled by feathers. You'd see a flock of birds come by, laughing hysterically!

Eat like a bird, poop like an elephant.

I heard a bird sing In the dark of December A magical thing And sweet to remember. 'We are nearer to Spring Than we were in September,' I heard a bird sing In the dark of December.

What is a fish without a river? What is a bird without a tree to nest in? What is an Endangered Species Act without any enforcement mechanism to ensure their habitat is protected? It is nothing.

I always wonder why birds stay in the same place.

And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.

Life, according to Zen, ought to be lived as a bird flies through the air, or as a fish swims in the water.

Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.

Watching birds has become part of my daily meditation affirming my connection to the earth body.

As I watch, the sky fills with clouds of snow feathers from every kind of bird there ever was and even some that only exist in the imagination, like the bluebirds that fly over the rainbow.

Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird.

He who interrupts the course of his spiritual exercises and prayer is like a man who allows a bird to escape from his hand; he can hardly catch it again.

I never wanted to weigh more heavily on a man than a bird.

In software systems it is often the early bird that makes the worm.

Its impossible to explain creativity. It's like asking a bird, 'How do you fly?' You just do.

I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive.

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

The Love bird is one hundred percent faithful to his mate-who is locked into the same cage.

If a bird is flying for pleasure, it flies with the wind, but if it meets danger it turns and faces the wind, in order that it may rise higher.

When gloaming treads the heels of day And birds sit cowering on the spray, Along the flowery hedge I stray, To meet mine ain dear somebody.

may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living

Everyone needs time to develop their dreams. An egg in the nest doesn't become a bird overnight.

Be creative. Men only learnt how to fly when they stopped imitating birds.

Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring The Winter Garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To fly-and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.

Put a bird cage near the window so that the bird can see the sky? It's much better to look than not to, even if it hurts.

The first time you get a ride on a surf board and you are being propelled along by a wave, it’s probably as close as humans can get to being able to fly like a bird

Writing or making anything-a poem, a bird feeder, a chocolate cake-has self-respect in it. You're working. You're trying. You're not lying down on the ground, having given up.

I knew the stars, the flowers, and the birds, The gray and wintry sides of many glens, And did but half remember human words, In converse with the mountains, moors, and fens.

When I pair food and wine, I start with the food. If I have a beautiful roasted bird, I might choose a Cabernet or Pinot Noir, or maybe a Syrah, depending on the sauce and what is in my cellar.

And Loplop, bird superior, has transformed himself into flesh without flesh and will dwell among us.

I think I was first awakened to musical exploration by Dizzy Gillespie and Bird. It was through their work that I began to learn about musical structures and the more theoretical aspects of music.

I am both a night owl and an early bird. So I am wise and I have worms.

Time is swift, it races by; Opportunities are born and die... Still you wait and will not try - A bird with wings who dares not rise and fly.

For the poor wren (The most diminutive of birds) will fight, Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.

But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.

It's a good thing we have gravity or else when birds died they'd just stay right up there. Hunters would be all confused.

Nonsense. Space is blue and birds fly through it.

I never for a day gave up listening to the songs of our birds, or watching their peculiar habits, or delineating them in the best way I could.

Novelists do not write as birds sing, by the push of nature. It is part of the job that there should be much routine and some daily stuff on the level of carpentry.

I write as the birds sing, because I must, and usually from the same source of inspiration.

There is no bird flu in commercial stocks.