Come on," I said. "I've got some questions for Thoth. And then I'm going to punch him in the beak. — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
It is night, And it is vanity, and age Blackens the heart of Adam. Fear, The yellow chirper, beaks its cage. — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
When strawberries go begging, and the sleek Blue plums lie open to the blackbird's beak, We shall live well--we shall live very… — Elinor Wylie Copy Share Image
People are like birds - from a distance, beautiful: from close up, those sharp beaks, those beady little eyes. — Richard J. Needham Copy Share Image
In the street, your mouth's a beak, big like a bird, and your future's bleak. — Kool Moe Dee Copy Share Image
That particular octopus committed suicide, didn't he? He stabbed himself with his own beak. — Richard Madeley Copy Share Image
I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems. — David Almond Copy Share Image
It took me three weeks to stuff the turkey. I stuffed it through the beak. — Phyllis Diller Copy Share Image
ROSTRUM, n. In Latin, the beak of a bird or the prow of a ship. In America, a place from which a… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
“Old birds like Orlovius are wonderfully easy to lead by the beak, because a combination of decency and sentimentality is exactly equal… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Thou shalt not kill: the four most important, and yet, most ignored words in all religious teachings. There is not an asterisk… — Gary Yourofsky Copy Share Image
The Mercy of Allah is an Ocean, Our sins are a lump of clay clenched between the beak of a pigeon. The… — Leila Aboulela Copy Share Image
A bird painted not with beauty but with all the dirt and wounds collected in a long hard life, in battle, in… — Jeff Noon Copy Share Image
The robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and… — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
Is there anything more beautiful than a beautiful, beautiful flamingo, flying across in front of a beautiful sunset? And he's carrying a… — Jack Handey Copy Share Image
A wonderful bird is a pelican, His bill will hold more than his belican. He can take in his beak Food enough… — Dixon Lanier Merritt Copy Share Image
On consideration, it is not surprising that Darwin's finches should recognize their own kind primarily by beak characters. The beak is the… — David Lack Copy Share Image
The conditions of a solitary bird are five: The first, that it flies to the highest point; The Second, that it does… — John of the Cross Copy Share Image
Without a human voice to read them aloud, or a pair of wide eyes following them by flashlight beneath a blanket, they… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
[Referring to the birds:] Nat listened to the tearing sound of splintering wood, and wondered how many million years of memory were… — Daphne du Maurier Copy Share Image
Give me a hot coal glowing bright red, Give me an ember sizzling with heat, These are the jewels made from my… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
What birds were they? (...) He listened to the cries: like the squeak of mice be- hind the wainscot : a shrill… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
No one can liberate you, for no one has bound you; you hold on to the nettle of worldly pleasures and you… — Sathya Sai Baba Copy Share Image
A collection of bad love songs, tattered from overuse, has to touch us like a cemetery or a village. So what if… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!” Quoth the raven, “Nevermore. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Repeat the truth so that the dull can grasp it! Repeat the truth with the speed of a woodpecker's beak making holes… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“Your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to- it's the first one who beaks it.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
I think a pillow should be the peace symbol, not the dove. The pillow has more feathers than the dove, and it… — Jack Handey Copy Share Image
People in Washington seem as hypnotized by precedence as though they were hens with their beaks on a chalk line. — Alice Roosevelt Longworth Copy Share Image
Good-morrow to thy sable beak, And glossy plumage, dark and sleek, Thy crimson moon and azure eye — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
You can't plan for the future, because some guy's going to land in a spaceship with three heads and a big beak… — Paul Kantner Copy Share Image
On the tree, Future, we build our nest; and in our solitude eagles shall bring us nourishment in their beaks! — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
I am visible-see this Indian face-yet I am invisible. I both blind them with my beak nose and am their blind spot.… — Gloria E. Anzaldúa Copy Share Image
My teeth have never been touched. Why did I tell you that? Knock on wood. I've got a few scars over the… — Brett Hull Copy Share Image
I abide in a goodly Museum, Frequented by sages profound: 'Tis a kind of strange mausoleum, Where the beasts that have vanished… — May Kendall Copy Share Image
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