Bird Quote by Dylan Thomas

The night's chilly breath tickles up my neck and finds my ear, whispering secrets only the wind knows.

— Libba Bray

The sound of wind had become, for me, silence. When it went away, I was left with the squeak of the blood in my…

— David Foster Wallace

The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the…

— Emily Bronte

I can't feel a thing; All mournful petal storms are dancing inside the very private spring of my head.

— Franz Kafka

My fingers positively itched to drift at length along their spines, to arrive at one whose lure I could not pass, to pluck it…

— Kate Morton

The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay…

— Burl Ives

The gloom encroaches upon my mind, and my heart flutters like a bird held fast in a fist.

— Hannah Kent

Far away, I could hear them lapping up my brains. Like Macbeth's witches, the three lithe cats surrounded my broken head, slurping up that…

— Haruki Murakami

The second I hear a drum beat and a guitar lick, I'm Instantaneously taken to a place where there is no anger or pain.…

— Latishia Davis

We listen too much to the telephone and too little to nature. The wind is one of my sounds. A lonely sound, perhaps, but…

— Andre Kostelanetz

The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood…

— Robert Frost

“A list of things you might not hear: eylash opening on the pillow, the appearance of a star, a leaf leaving a tree, a…

— Martine Murray