Bird Quote by Catullus Download Open image “Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.” — Catullus ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bird Birdsong Life Sparrows
Because nothing should be wasted In a world where sparrows work hard To prove there is enough. — Gary Soto Copy Share Image
It's so different to be a sparrow. But nobody asked this rat if he wanted to be a rat when he was made. Nobody… — Frances Hodgson Burnett Copy Share Image
Nature herself has not provided the most graceful end for her creatures. What becomes of all these birds that people the air and forest for our solacement? The sparrow seems always chipper, never infirm. We do not see their bodies lie about. Yet there is a tragedy at the end of each one of their lives. They must perish miserably;… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share
My father, now in heaven, is a keeper of the birds. And his eye is on his sparrow. — Don Williams Jr Copy Share Image
“In this world of ours, the sparrow must live like a hawk if he is to fly at all.” — Hayao Miyazaki Copy Share Image
Unlike so many other sounds, there's no maximum exposure to birdsong. — Julian Treasure 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 sparrow is worth a thousand gulls, When it sings. The gull sits on chimney-tops. He mocks the guinea, challenges The crow, inciting various… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods. — Catullus Copy Share Image
Ah, what is more blessed than to put cares away, when the mind lays by its burden, and tired with labor of far travel… — Catullus Copy Share Image
I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented. — Catullus Copy Share Image
“O furum optime balneariorum Vibenni pater et cineadi fili (nam dextra pater inquinatiore, culo filius est voraciore), cur non exilium malasque in oras itis?… — Catullus Copy Share Image
Stop wishing to merit anyone's gratitude or thinking that anyone can become grateful. — Catullus Copy Share Image
It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem — Catullus Copy Share Image
“I hate and I love. Why do I do this, you may ask? I do not know, but I feel it, and I am… — Catullus Copy Share Image
“I hate & love. And if you should ask how I can do both, I couldn't say; but I feel it, and it shivers me.” — Catullus Copy Share Image
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love. Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus — Catullus Copy Share Image
And I have been very blessed, having coached some of the greatest that have ever played the game. But if I had to start… — Red Auerbach Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I would rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach 10,000 stars how not to dance. — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
Can you imagine any better example of divine creative accomplishment that the consummate flying machine that is a bird? The skeleton, very flexible and… — Guy Murchie Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
And wheresoever, in his rich creation, Sweet music breathes--in wave, or bird, or soul-- 'Tis but the faint and far reverberation Of that great… — Frances Sargent Osgood Copy Share Image
A clock struck out the hour of twelve, and the bird in the hedgerow was still singing as we marched out to the roadway,… — Patrick MacGill Copy Share Image
Every wife ought to answer for her man. If the husband be engaged in a seditious club, or drinks mysterious healths, or be frugal of his candles on a rejoicing night, let her look to him and keep him out of harm's way; or the world will be apt to say, she has a mind to be a widow before… — Joseph Addison Copy Share
Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings had not darkened because of her grief, nor sickened because of her pain. She might have seen that what had bowed her head so profoundly -the thought of the world's concern at her situation- was found… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share
When they started to drain a swamp where birds and fish had lived, for a new housing development down the road from his apartment, Steven watched the protests and the preparations with interest. The bird people were furious, the developers unmovable, and Steven was filled with relief that the fight wasn't his. Nothing here was his... He thought there should… — Maile Meloy Copy Share
The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until there is not the life left to utter another… — Colleen McCullough Copy Share
