“But in the early 1970s, we were not birdwatching. We were birding, and that made all the difference. We were out to… — Kenn Kaufman Copy Share Image
WE DASH THE BLACK RIVER, ITS flats smooth as stone. Not a ship, not a dinghy, not one cry of white. The… — James Salter Copy Share Image
You're attracted to him," Kylie said. "And don't try to deny it. You've even admitted that much to me." "Okay, I won't… — C.C. Hunter Copy Share Image
Let the children learn to see in nature an expression of the love and the wisdom of God; let the thought of… — Ellen G. White Copy Share Image
“Shortly before five o’clock, Mayor Thorin woke from a terrible dream. In it, a bird with pink eyes had been cruising slowly… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
you parrot negative things and squawk about the things you don't love, you are literally jailing yourself, like a parrot in a… — Rhonda Byrne Copy Share Image
There is not any haunt of prophecy, Nor any old chimera of the grave, Neither the golden underground, nor isle Melodious, where… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Seeing then that truth consisteth in the right ordering of names in our affirmations, a man that seeketh precise truth, had need… — Thomas Hobbes Copy Share Image
The birds can fly, an' why can't I? Must we give in," says he, with a grin, "'T the blackbird an' phoebe… — John Townsend Trowbridge Copy Share Image
“ Today You Soar "Like the grand eagle, you spread your wings And put forth the effort to do great things. Looking… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
A great many people (not you) do now seem to think that the mere state of being worried is in itself meritorious.… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
Like a young eaglet that gets pushed out of the nest at the appropriate time, a young man must learn to fly… — Dennis Rainey Copy Share Image
“I heard all these birds singing and singing so loud and so cheerful. Little birds were chirping and chirping. Big birds were… — Joel Osteen 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
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
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
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
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
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
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 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
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
“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
“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
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
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
“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
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
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
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
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
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
“When the weaver bird flies, nobody talks; when the busy bee flies, no one will make comments... But when a human being… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
The birds sang, the proles sang. the Party did not sing. All round the world, in London and New York, in Africa… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
World's flying like birds; my car's in flight. The city lights are spattered on my windshield like the fragments of the night.… — Tanith Lee Copy Share Image
I'll be looking for you, Will, every moment, every single moment. And when we do find each other again, we'll cling together… — Philip Pullman Copy Share Image
If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it. I will keep still and wait like… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
