Ditty of First Desire In the green morning I wanted to be a heart. A heart. And in the ripe evening I… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
The heart is pure theater throbbing in its cage palpably as any nightingale. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The older women were Sunbeams and I guess we were Cherubs or Lambs, but our mothers were Nightingales. — Janet Flanner Copy Share Image
Just as a musician loves music and not nightingales, and a poet loves poetry and not sunsets, a painter is not primarily… — Andre Malraux Copy Share Image
We all admire the courageous person and quite often consider the individual who lacks courage, a coward. However, that is not how… — Bob Proctor Copy Share Image
