Friends Quote by Marcel Proust

“She was seen one day sitting on a roof and talking to some sparrows who were just out of her reach. She was telling…

— George Orwell

“The men in black walked back across the field, back to their dry homes, like crows returning to the nest. I trailed behind them,…

— Laura Bickle

“Now hear me. Before the end, you will pluck snowdrops at midwinter, die by your own choosing, and weep for a nightingale.”

— Katherine Arden

“Then came night that was like falling water. At times, for hours, a bird spirit, half buzzard, half swan, just above the rushes from…

— Peter Huchel

“Once upon a time there was a little blackbird who was pushed from the nest, unwanted. Discarded.”

— Amy Harmon

“He had tried to catch her out, but always she thought ahead of him. Her wits moved quick. The snow leopard was sharper than…

— Winston Graham

“Between one stride and the next, the herd of reindeer faded away. She felt a last few ghosts go with her, shoulder on shoulder,…

— T. Kingfisher

“You know, birds always find their way home, no matter the distance. Perhaps you will, too.”

— M.A. Kuzniar

“Outside a sparrow was swaying back and forth on the branch of a birch tree. A tiny drop fell away from beneath his tail.…

— Vasily Aksyonov

“She was speaking again, her voice like the chirp of a bird who has flown into a black tunnel but does not yet know…

— Andre Dubus III

“Before the end, you will pluck snowdrops at midwinter, die by your own choosing, and weep for a nightingale.”

— Katherine Arden

“She remembered lying in the crevasse, buried by snow. She thought of that perfect silence. Also now, like then, no one knew where she…

— Paolo Giordano