Find a printer paper and imagine a full-grown bird shaped something like a football with legs standing on it. Imagine 33,000 of… — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share Image
We often love to think now of the life of men on beaches,--at least in midsummer, when the weather is serene; their… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Wind power, if not properly planned and sited, can harm birds and bats (although Danish studies of 10,000 bird kills revealed that… — David Suzuki Copy Share Image
A bird is an instrument working according to mathematical law, which instrument it is within the capacity of man to reproduce with… — Leonardo da Vinci Copy Share Image
These are the saddest of possible words, Tinker-to-Evers-to-Chance. Trio of Bear Cubs fleeter than birds, Tinker-to-Evers-to-Chance. Ruthlessly pricking our gonfalon bubble, Making… — Franklin P. Adams Copy Share Image
Science, freedom, beauty, adventure: what more could you ask of life? Aviation combined all the elements I loved. There was science in… — Charles Lindbergh Copy Share Image
...recognize and respect Earth's beautiful systems of balance, between the presence of animals on land, the fish in the sea, birds in… — Margaret Mead Copy Share Image
“They ain’t stealing nothing, baby,” she had said, winking at May. “They just trying to imagine what it’s like to be one… — J.D. Horn Copy Share Image
The ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such rush? We sense that there is some sort of spirit that… — Kabir Copy Share Image
But the owls themselves are not hard to find, silent and on the wing, with their ear tufts flat against their heads… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“An angora. That's what it was," he exclaims with a grin. "They have translucent wings and are about five inches tall and… — Arianna Fox Copy Share Image
There was a deep silence, only scraped on its surfaces by the faint quiver of empty seed-plumes, and broken grass-blades trembling in… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
About one thing the Englishman has a particularly strict code. If a bird says Cluk bik bik bik bik and caw you… — Clement Freud Copy Share Image
That night, like every other night since I’d met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parents’ muffled movements… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Faith is not simply a private matter, or something we practice once a week at church. Rather, it should have a contagious… — Philip Yancey Copy Share Image
“We're going to bash them birds, Them rat-feathered birds. Them bad-butt owls ain't never heard 'Bout Gylfie, Soren, Dig, and Twilight Just… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Antiphon, as another man gets pleasure from a good horse, or a dog, or a bird, I get even more pleasure from… — Socrates Copy Share Image
Just as a snowflakewent on to feed a puddle that filled a stream and then the river, thepumpkin patch is a gathering… — Katherine Dunn Copy Share Image
We do not ask what hope of gain makes a little bird warble, since we know that it takes delight in singing… — Johannes Kepler Copy Share Image
And at this moment in history, our core value happens to be the raw, aching truth of the human predicament. It may… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
I have always found thick woods a little intimidating, for they are so secret and enclosed. You may seem alone but you… — Thalassa Cruso Copy Share Image
They are prepared for a God who strikes hard bargains but not for a God who gives as much for an hour's… — Frederick Buechner Copy Share Image
Call me names, dearest! Call me thy bird That flies to thy breast at one cherishing word, That folds its wild wings… — Frances Sargent Osgood Copy Share Image
I describe the variety of different kinds of experiences I had, from seeing into the future to being inside the body of… — Fred Alan Wolf Copy Share Image
Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“It was the time of year when migrating crows wheeled across the sky, thunderous flocks that moved like a single veil, and… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“I won't tell yo anything," I choked out. "So you might as well kill me now." "Everyone has a limit, little bird."… — Julie Kagawa Copy Share Image
The west has fiscalised its basic power relationships through a web of contracts, loans, shareholdings, bank holdings and so on. In such… — Julian Assange Copy Share Image
“A woman's body is a sacred temple. A work of art, and a life-giving vessel. And once she becomes a mother, her… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
I hear the birds singing. Listen. I hear them in their cage. The others-all our kind who know of her-they think of… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Why should I disguise what you know so well, but what the crowd never dream of? We companies are all birds of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
For all his learning or sophistication, man still instinctively reaches towards that force beyond. Only arrogance can deny its existence, and the… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
It is reported of the peacock that priding himself in his gay feathers he ruffles them up; but spying his black feet… — Anne Bradstreet Copy Share Image
“Nothing was stranger to Crows than this: how People thought that only by their own actions would the seasons be made to… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
Then, in my most careful handwriting, come all the details it would be a crime to forget. Lady licking Prim's cheek. My… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
This new sport is comparable to no other. It is, in my opinion, one of the most intoxicating forms of sport, and… — Marie Marvingt Copy Share Image
There are men that are birds, and their raiment is trembling feathers, for they show their souls to everyone and everything that… — Edward Dahlberg Copy Share Image
The imaginative young vagabond quickly loses the social instincts that help to make life bearable for other men. Always he hears voices… — Jim Tully Copy Share Image
Advent is a time of waiting, of expectation, of silence. Waiting for our Lord to be born. A pregnant woman is so… — Dorothy Day Copy Share Image
