Birdsong Quotes

Birdsong Quote of the day

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

True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow.

Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.

Everybody loves birdsong. It's a human need... the sound of birds gives a deep, if sometimes almost unnoticed, pleasure

Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say.

A birdsong can even, for a moment, make the whole world into a sky within us, because we feel that the bird does not distinguish between its heart and the world's.

Bring awareness to the many subtle sounds of nature - The rustling of leaves in the wind, Raindrops falling, The humming of an insect, The first birdsong at dawn.

I woke early like a condemned man to the naivety of birdsong.

People who record birdsong generally do it very early-before six o'clock-if they can. Soon after that, the invasion of distant noise in most woodland becomes too constant and too loud.

I dream of land, cut only where streams glistened with birdsong wander through quiet hills burnt hard by the scrape of wind, and of a porch from which a single road leads only homeward.

Birdsong foamed in the hour-before-dawn garden.

One of the beauties of working in radio is the way a whole setting can be richly evoked simply by the addition to the track of a little birdsong and a church bell in the distance.

I would like to die as I have lived disappear among the tundra winds be transformed into birdsong

Silent Summer - a never-ending heat wave, devoid of birdsong, insect hum, and all the weird and wonderful living noises that subconsciously keep us company.

I remember as a child, my grandmother read to me Silent Spring. It was incomprehensible to me that there could be a world without birdsong.

The crack of the bat, the sound of baseballs thumping into gloves, the infield chatter are like birdsong to the baseball starved.

Everywhere I go, your beauty spills into my day. The trees were never this verdant. The birdsong never this sweet.

But, even when angry, she had a voice that would put finches in their place and lull them to silence.