Ankles Quote by Donna Tartt

When I looked at the painting I felt the same convergence on a single point: a flickering sun-struck instance that existed now and forever.…

— Donna Tartt

“The lonely little dicky bird, without a shred of shame, perched precariously on a weathered branch. He paid no heed to the gathering storm…

— Michella Augusta

Sometimes the painting starts to relate very directly to either sights seen or experiences felt, other times it just goes off on a tangent…

— Susan Rothenberg

Now that I know that each star has its path, each bird is finally feathered and grown in the unbroken shell, each tree in…

— Judith Wright

“As I turned to go, I nearly trod on the body of a young robin half hidden in the grass. Its wings were twisted…

— Jennifer Donnelly

“A vision had seized hold of me, like the demented fury of a hound that has sunk its teeth into the leg of a…

— Werner Herzog

On the way I stood a moment looking out across the marshes with tall cattails, a patch of water, more marsh, then the woods…

— Georgia O'Keeffe

In this place of light: he dares to live Who stops being a bird, yet beats his wings Against the immense immeasurable emptiness of…

— Theodore Roethke

Every sky with its varied tints and every feather of each bird were coloured by hand; and when it is considered that nearly two…

— John Gould

“The sunlight fell so implacably from a fixed sky that one was naturally inclined to slip away out of the reach of its attentions,”

— Marcel Proust

“Until he found that bird, life would remain gray and bleak, illogical, without purpose; every seagull would remain a coincidental collection of blood and…

— Richard Bach

Take the birds which you'll have noticed in so many of my recent paintings. I never thought them up, they just materialized of their…

— Georges Braque