The world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What is the extinction of a condor to a child who has never seen a wren? — Robert Pyle Copy Share Image
“The world is grown so bad that wrens make pray where eagles dare not perch” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The wren-box problem is becoming more acute each year, for wrens now demand better housing conditions and labor-saving devices. — Will Cuppy Copy Share Image
Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens? If all the world were falcons, what of that? The wonder of the eagle… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
The wren and the nightingale sound nothing alike, but think how dull the world would be without the songs of both birds.-Miss… — Kirby Larson Copy Share Image
Die for adultery! No: The wren goes to't, and the small gilded fly does lecher in my sight — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you ever wanted something that you knew was bad for you? Something that you ached for so much you could think… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
I . . . am small, like the wren, and my hair is bold like the chestnut burr; and my eyes like… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
So what happened? (Maggie) Nothing major. It’s just a group of assholes out to kill me. (Wren) — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
How many more are there like you? (Maggie) Enough to make the cast of a Cecil B. DeMille film look like a… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
I love Wren and he knows it.” “Yeah, but he seems like he wouldn’t welcome it.” “Sometimes he doesn’t. But it’s like… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended; and I think The nightingale, if she should sing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My father used to say that it’s not enough to just beat an attacker off. You have to hurt them enough that… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
I’ve never met anyone who had a monkey for a friend before. (Maggie) I don’t know. I think those two guys you… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
The question before me, now that I am old, is not how to be dead, which I know from enough practice, but… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Raphael paints wisdom, Handel sings it, Phidias carves it, Shakespeare writes it, Wren builds it, Columbus sails it, Luther preaches it, Washington… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
How do you feel? (Maggie) Like I got hit by a bus that decided to back up a few times and make… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Words mean what they're generally believed to mean. When Charles II saw Christopher Wren's St. Paul's Cathedral for the first time, he… — S.M. Stirling Copy Share Image
The authour who imitates his predecessors only by furnishing himself with thoughts and elegances out of the same general magazine of literature,… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
“Lost' Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you… — David Wagoner Copy Share Image
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“The Deliverator belongs to an elite order, a hallowed subcategory. He’s got esprit up to here. Right now, he is preparing to… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
Cath ran her fingers along the cover, over the raised gold type. Then someone else ran right into her, pushing the book… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
Man, Wren. I’m impressed. No woman ever sent flowers to thank me. (Serre) Don’t be that impressed. I’m thinking she didn’t send… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
You look ridiculous,” Wren said. “What?” “That shirt.” It was a Hello Kitty shirt from eighth or ninth grade. Hello Kitty dressed… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
It was a spring without voices. On the mornings that had once throbbed with the dawn chorus of robins, catbirds, doves, jays,… — Rachel Carson Copy Share Image
Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' gold Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've… — Ray LaMontagne Copy Share Image
Glory, glory, said the Bee, Hallelujah, said the Flea. Praise the Lord, remarked the Wren. At springtime all is born-again. — Eric Metaxas Copy Share Image
For the poor wren (The most diminutive of birds) will fight, Her young ones in her nest, against the owl. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy,” Wren said. “It’s the noblest, like, the most courageous thing… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
Not that I’ve ever feared a fight or backed down from one –(Wren) That’s the truth. I swear he’s half beta fish.… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
What would you like? (Maggie) I don’t care. I’ll eat anything not Tylenol or chocolate. (Wren) — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Sometimes Frank sighed, thinking he had caught a tropic bird, all flame and jewel color, when a wren would have served him… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
No can do. Wren stays here. (Dev) Not what I was told. (Varyk) Well, I just told you. (Dev) — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
And neither do I, asshole. (Wren) Wow. Multiple syllables and a whole sentence from the tiger. Who’d have ever thought it? Whoever… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
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