Bird Quote by Mary Renault Download Open image “Clouds of black birds rose up wailing and screaming, like the thoughts of my heart.” — Mary Renault ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bird Black Clouds Heart My heart Rose Wailing
“A bright gray sky woke me, sunlight diffused through high thin clouds. That, and the extraordinarily cheerful sound of some bird I did not… — L.E. Modesitt Jr Copy Share Image
The gloom encroaches upon my mind, and my heart flutters like a bird held fast in a fist. — Hannah Kent Copy Share Image
“I distinctly heard the blackbird from the top of a spruce tree, and clear as glass I heard the lark high up and several other birds whose song I did not know, and it was so weird, it was like a film without sound with another sound added, I was in two places at once, and nothing hurt. 'Yahoo!' I… — Per Petterson Copy Share
When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies. To hear… — W. H. Davies Copy Share Image
A mud-stained sunlight began to splatter the sodden fields, and the hateful, nasal world of birds began to come to life. It seemed to… — Blaise Cendrars Copy Share Image
I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted ... the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked. — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Night was falling. Birds were singing. Birds were, it occurred to me to say, enacting a frantic celebration of day's end. They were manifesting as the earth's bright-colored nerve endings, the sun's descent urging them into activity, filling them individually with life nectar, the life nectar then being passed into the world, out of each beak, in the form of… — George Saunders Copy Share
“Then birds flew up like a shower of sparks, I followed them with my eyes and saw how they rose in a single breath,… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“overhead the birds are calling, their cries seeming to feel the air. As i watch, they rise.. flinging their bodies against the sky, intent upon the moment, spinning and turning like embers of smoke upon the air. I envy them, this life of theirs.. the way they live so free of themselves, they are without past, without future, an exaltation… — Thomas F. Monteleone Copy Share
As I lay stretched upon the beach of Nice, I began to feel hatred for birds which flew back and forth across my blue… — Yves Klein Copy Share Image
Birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but… — Kurt Cobain Copy Share Image
You can make an audience see nearly anything, if you yourself believe in it. — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“I looked at him, tipping down the coarse wine like a man who expects to put up with worse. I felt I was looking… — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“For I had felt too much and reasoned too little, hearing what I was ready to hear, not what had been said. There” — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“Go in peace," I said to him; "bear no ill-will to me, for Necessity yields to no man: and do not complain of me… — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
There is only one kind of shock worse than the totally unexpected: the expected for which one has refused to prepare. — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
A man is at his youngest when he thinks he is a man, not yet realizing that his actions must show it. — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“You mustn't get so upset about what you feel, Spud. No one's a hundred per cent consistent all the time. We might like to… — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“It is better to believe in men too rashly, and regret, than believe too meanly. Men could be more than they are, if they… — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“Hephaistion had known for many ages that if a god should offer him one gift in all his lifetime, he would choose this. Joy… — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“It is the mark of little men to like only what they know; one step beyond, and they feel the black cold of chaos.” — Mary Renault Copy Share Image
“His mouth felt cold to mine ; he neither opened his eyes, nor spoke, nor moved. I said in my heart, "Too late I… — Mary Renault 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
“He unfixes the metal notch and slips his hand around the body of the bird. Feels its heat, its small heart beating. He stares… — Nina Schuyler 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… — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
When they started to drain a swamp where birds and fish had lived, for a new housing development down the road from his apartment,… — Maile Meloy Copy Share Image
