But reality has too much darkness in it. Too many crows

“Blood is red. Dust is the answer after all in the end. Sleep does not have a house. Does not have a quantity. Blood…

— Abigail George

“Following the eternal act of self-revelation, the world as we now behold it, is all rule, order and form; but the unruly lies ever…

— Friedrich Schelling

And eventually, the choosing becomes easier, the darkness lifts, and walking in Jesus' way is not quite such a strugglefor a while. But the…

— Kimberlee Conway Ireton

Darkness is death. We can speak, but we're not heard. We can scream, but the turn their backs. We can run, but we cannot…

— Anonymous

Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been…

— Margaret Atwood

They are hypocrites, they think the Church is a cage to keep God in, so he will stay locked up there and not go…

— Margaret Atwood

Our minds are like crows. They pick up everything that glitters, no matter how uncomfortable our nests get with all that metal in them.

— Thomas Merton

Crows appear in many of my new unpublished poems. In these walks, they take on a symbolic life apart from their irritating, undeniable, interruptive…

— Shirley Geok-lin Lim

If you want to fly with the eagles you can't hang out with the crows.

— Brock Lesnar

Paraphrased: When Chuang Tzu was about to die, his disciples began planning a splendid funeral. However some disciples expressed concern that given a particular…

— Zhuangzi

One of the pleasures of the original 'Grimm's Fairy Tales' is how incredibly ghastly they are. The ugly sisters have their eyes pecked out…

— Mark Gatiss

“They were halfway across the road when a birdcall tugged her back, pulling at some strange, secret part of her. A crow, she thought,…

— Emilia Hart

You know, all is development. The principle is perpetually going on. First, there was nothing, then there was something; then-I forget the next-I think…

— Benjamin Disraeli

Crows pick out the eyes of the dead, when the dead have no longer need of them; but flatterers mar the soul of the…

— Epictetus

“The Crows of the region could have told them that there are almost always more Crows around them than they can see; but like…

— John Crowley