Bird Quote by Ken Follett

“There’s a beauty in birds on the wing, That stirs the heart and makes earthbound creatures Long for flight, but the larks above the…

— Charles Todd

“It is an effort to descend down the hand-holds of memory to the plain beneath, to recall the lost future, the dusk hovering above…

— J.A. Baker

To a Young Poet Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird. Bird and wing together Go down, one feather. No thing that…

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

“There were no larks anymore. There was only the setting sun spreading blood up the sky and the yowl of hounds on a breast-high…

— Anonymous

“The years passed like the steps of a staircase leading lower and lower. I did not walk any more in the sun or hear…

— Anna Kavan

“Dusk had fallen, While the sky was gray, Red flowers bloomed, And the yellow fade away, Night was to fall, But the sun had…

— Neymat Khan

“It was the song of the birds in spring and the call of the wind through bare branches on a cold winter afternoon. Fate.…

— Leslye Walton

“There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of…

— Colleen McCullough

“If a bird does not bring out all of the songs on its heart, all its symphonies die inside.”

— Matshona Dhliwayo

I walk where once the grass was green And mourn the lark that sings no more What bird could sing whose eyes have seen…

— Tom Springfield

“Lark of memory it is your blood that is flowing and not mine Lark of memory I have tightened my fist Lark of memory…

— Jacques Prévert

“Winter will pass, the days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond. The song sparrow will return and sing, the frogs…

— E. B. White