Quote by Tom Franklin

“It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan…

— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

“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

“I heard it on the wind. I heard it from the birds. I felt it in the sunlight.”

— Sherman Alexie

“But what after all is one night? A short space, especially when the darkness dims so soon, and so soon a bird sings, a…

— Virginia Woolf

“But the wind does not stop for my thoughts. It whips across the flooded gravel pits drumming up waves on their waters that glint…

— Derek Jarman

“What shell did not feel the sound waves and which bird did not face at least once the wind?”

— Sorin Cerin

“There were frogs all right, thousands of them. Their voices beat the night, they boomed and barked and croaked and rattled. They sang to…

— John Steinbeck

“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

“Instead of singing, like the birds, I silently smiled at my incessant good fortune. As the sparrow had its trill, sitting on the hickory…

— Henry David Thoreau

“a wind howling began, which seemed to form all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of…

— Bram Stoker

“Remember - no matter what happened the day before, the birds still wake up singing.”

— Sandy Snavely

“A cool breeze lifted the hem of my nightgown. The birds began to chirp and sing and the first sparks of sunlight brought the…

— Beth Hoffman