“The woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those who sang the best.” — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
Use what talent you posses; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The birds they sang at the break of day. Start again!! I heard them say” — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“Keegan had never realized how absolute silence could be in the minutes before dawn. Maybe because the expectation of battle filled the… — Julia Crane Copy Share Image
“The first thing Rick noticed was the lack of noise. No birds sang in the trees. No squirrels ran across the yard.” — Ron Ripley Copy Share Image
Use those talents you have. You will make it. You will give joy to the world. Take this tip from nature: The… — Bernard Meltzer Copy Share Image
I have read somewhere that in the Emperor's palace at Byzantium was a tree made of gold and silver, and artificial birds… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
The light struck upon the trees in the garden, making one leaf transparent and then another. One bird chirped high up; there… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He went along the corridor to the tiny spare room at the back of the house and looked down into the gardens… — Neil Gaiman 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
These people have learned not from books, but in the fields, in the wood, on the river bank. Their teachers have been… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters… — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
“During the night a fine, delicate summer rain had washed the plains, leaving the morning sky crisp and clean. The sun shone… — Cate Campbell Beatty Copy Share Image
“I sent a message in the wind, when the birds sang their song. And when you went to sleep last night, I… — Mary Mary Copy Share Image
O lovely river of Yvette! O darling river! like a bride, Some dimpled, bashful, fair Lisette Thou goest to wed the Orge's… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“I distinctly heard the blackbird from the top of a spruce tree, and clear as glass I heard the lark high up… — Per Petterson Copy Share Image
“It is sad when man’s unhappiness veils from him the smiling face of nature. The promise of the early morning was maintained.… — John Meade Falkner Copy Share Image
“The only sounds here were lazy, ponderous, gentle sounds. A bee hung low in the warm afternoon haze, and he watched it… — Michael Montoure Copy Share Image
The rich, sweet smell of the hayricks rose to his chamber window; the hundred perfumes of the little flower-garden beneath scented the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
