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
“When the Sun of compassion arises darkness evaporates and the singing birds come from nowhere.” — Amit Ray 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
A name with a gently exotic ring to it, like birdsong, like a grain of sand in the far-off Gobi Desert or… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Making 'Birdsong,' on the one hand you have how prestigious it is and the reputation of the book, which is something that's… — Eddie Redmayne Copy Share Image
Roy Blount is so funny, and he sounds like he's just talking, and the next thing you know he has tossed off… — Ian Frazier Copy Share Image
The point of the dragonfly's terrible lip, the giant water bug, birdsong, or the beautiful dazzle and flash of sunlighted minnows,is not… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Ask the world to reveal its quietude- not the silence of machines when they are still, but the true quiet by which… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
It's more eerie to be alone in a city that's lit up and functioning than one that's a tomb. If everything were… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
In time they sank and decayed, and nothing is left of them except an occasional impression in stones, in stones now found… — Erik Fosnes Hansen Copy Share Image
“In Our Woods, Sometimes a Rare Music Every spring I hear the thrush singing in the glowing woods he is only passing… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“This is not a war, this is an exploration of how far men can be degraded.” — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
It was a heavenly summer, the summer in which France fell and the British Expeditionary Force was evacuated from Dunkirk. Leaves were… — Eva Ibbotson Copy Share Image
There was a good deal to be said, Hilary decided, for middle age and infirmity. The years in which one demanded much… — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
A birdsong can even, for a moment, make the whole world into a sky within us, because we feel that the bird… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow. — Edward Hoagland Copy Share Image
And then God gave me insight: this was winter. It would end, in time, but not by my own doing. My responsibility… — Mark Buchanan Copy Share Image
“Only five minutes later he noticed a dozen crocuses growing round the foot of an old tree- gold and purple and white.… — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
“Quartering the topmost branches of one of the tall trees, an invisible bird was striving to make the day seem shorter, exploring… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her, barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window in one of the fragile… — Billy Collins Copy Share Image
And now everything has changed once again. The air of the Close each evening is full of bird song - I've never… — Michael Frayn Copy Share Image
The crack of the bat, the sound of baseballs thumping into gloves, the infield chatter are like birdsong to the baseball starved. — W. P. Kinsella Copy Share Image
