Breathe Quote by Phineas Fletcher

“The Swan Oh, a swan! Blooming in grace and power. Were you thrown out of the forest of reeds by Pan To flourish as…

— Gertrud Kolmar

The silver Swan, who, living, had no Note, when Death approached, unlocked her silent throat. Leaning her breast upon the reedy shore, thus sang…

— Orlando Gibbons

And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow; Sweet voices mysteriously wailing Pierce through me as onward they go. They…

— Heinrich Heine

“Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and…

— William Wordsworth

When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovelier things even lovelier grow; Her flowers in vision flame, her forest…

— Walter de La Mare

“Her voice rang out as clear as water from a fountain and wavered with deep emotion as the song washed away her doubt, drowned…

— Anna Adams

Swan flocks of lilies shoreward lying, In sweetness, not in music, dying.

— John Greenleaf Whittier

“and suddenly she began to sing. Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night…

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“She breathes music. Lives it and bleeds it. Her headphones have become her heartbeat. Her lyrics are her life. Music is her outlet of…

— x-Myistic-x

“There is a legend about a bird which sings only once in it's life, more beautifully than any other creature on the face of…

— Colleen McCullough

It was a meditation on life, love, old age, death: ideas that had often fluttered around her head like nocturnal birds but dissolved into…

— Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“As she sang, she saw the notes float out of her mouth like little butterflies, carrying some of her sadness away, and she knew,…

— Yaa Gyasi