“Sparrows and pigeons and a blackbird were celebrating the morning in the courtyard.” — Ruth Downie Copy Share Image
Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Bring awareness to the many subtle sounds of nature - The rustling of leaves in the wind, Raindrops falling, The humming of… — Eckhart Tolle Copy Share Image
I dream of land, cut only where streams glistened with birdsong wander through quiet hills burnt hard by the scrape of wind,… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
People find birdsong relaxing and reassuring because over thousands of years, they have learnt when the birds sing, they are safe; it's… — Julian Treasure Copy Share Image
I would like to die as I have lived disappear among the tundra winds be transformed into birdsong — Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa Copy Share Image
Everybody loves birdsong. It's a human need... the sound of birds gives a deep, if sometimes almost unnoticed, pleasure — Simon Barnes Copy Share Image
One of the beauties of working in radio is the way a whole setting can be richly evoked simply by the addition… — Peter Blegvad Copy Share Image
“Tired of the sea, I need a tree that will hold my thoughts with birdsong; not tides returning them along the shoreline… — Basith Copy Share Image
God was something I did not understand the way kids who went to church did. They said God was a man in… — Melissa Coleman Copy Share Image
“As I stood, I took in a last breath of spring-scented air, listened to the birdsong, and then saw a member of… — Rob Thurman Copy Share Image
I believe that our distant nomadic ancestors came forward and survived because they could hear distant, faint birdsong as an acoustic navigational… — Gordon Hempton Copy Share Image
He found that he had this sudden desperate longing for the fuming, smoky streets of Ankh-Morpork, which was always at its best… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“A magpie can be happy or sad: sometimes so happy that he sits on a high, high gum tree and rolls the… — Colin Thiele Copy Share Image
You can listen to a birdsong, and from the content of the birdsong, you will be able to determine whether or not… — Gordon Hempton Copy Share Image
My sudden, unforeseen capitulation had knocked me backward, and I had nothing to hold on to. My internal weather was eerily calm,… — Kate Christensen Copy Share Image
Nowadays, people are so jeezled up. If they took some chamomile tea and spent more time rocking on the porch in the… — Tasha Tudor Copy Share Image
Brute force crushes many plants. Yet the plants rise again. The Pyramids will not last a moment compared with the daisy. And… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“So who is she? No wait, let me guess. Skin of the finest porcelain. Hair of the softest silk. A voice like… — Alethea Kontis Copy Share Image
“Facts swooped like swallows, darting across her mind; there was a rush of pride in things still remembered. Singing was limited to… — Tracy Guzeman Copy Share Image
“Sunlight was everywhere, glittering gold off the bright green leaves of the garden. A blackcap, concealed within the foliage of a nearby… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Did you not look upon the world this morning and imagine it as the boy might see it? And did you not… — Jamie O'Neill Copy Share Image
Water, wind and birdsong were the echoes in this quiet place of a great chiming symphony that was surging around the world.… — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
“Alice haunted the mossy edge of the woods, lingering in patches of shade. She was waiting to hear his Austin-Healey throttle back… — Tracy Guzeman Copy Share Image
People who record birdsong generally do it very early-before six o'clock-if they can. Soon after that, the invasion of distant noise in… — Richard Adams Copy Share Image
Silent Summer - a never-ending heat wave, devoid of birdsong, insect hum, and all the weird and wonderful living noises that subconsciously… — Mark Lynas Copy Share Image
“When the Sun of compassion arises darkness evaporates and the singing birds come from nowhere.” — Amit Ray Copy Share Image
“Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say! Please, universal soul,… — Rumi Copy Share Image
“Because the birdsong might be pretty, But it's not for you they sing, And if you think my winter is too cold,… — Erin Hanson Copy Share Image
“The sky was always full of birdsong and evening smells, piano music from a window, the stone buildings glowing against the blue,… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“I AWAKENED THAT MORNING to birdsong. It was only the little yellow bird who lives in the locust tree outside our bedroom… — Thomas Tryon Copy Share Image
“Everywhere I go, your beauty spills into my day. The trees were never this verdant. The birdsong never this sweet.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
I like to sit on the front porch of an old cabin I built in the woods and just listen to the… — Johnny Cash Copy Share Image
“The plants and animals all around us were waking from a long sleep, and our yard was slowly transformed into a carpet… — Arlene Stafford-Wilson Copy Share Image
Birds... scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the… — Kurt Cobain Copy Share Image
At these times, the things that troubled her seemed far away and unimportant: all that mattered was the hum of the bees… — Alison Croggon Copy Share Image
