Birds In Flight Quotes

Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness.

Birds in flight fascinate me. I admire eagles and falcons. I’m inspired by a feather but also its color, its graphics, its weightlessness and its engineering. It’s so elaborate. In fact I try and transpose the beauty of a bird to women.

A thousand hills, but no birds in flight,
Ten thousand paths, with no person’s tracks.
A lonely boat, a straw-hatted old man,
Fishing alone in the cold river snow.

Who has the right to decide that the supreme value is a world without insects even though it would be a sterile world ungraced by the curving wing of a bird in flight. The decision is that of the authoritarian temporarily entrusted with power.

For every runner who tours the world running marathons, there are thousands who run to hear leaves and listen to rain and look to the day when it all is suddenly as easy as a bird in flight.

Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh, why can’t I?

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.

The reason birds can fly and we can’t is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

The power that makes grass grow, fruit ripen, and guides the bird in flight is in us all.

Fire up your heart for the wind is getting cold, now it always gets cold for the riders of the night. When you carry that dream when you know what lonesome is looking for a home like a bird in flight.

No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

Surely no child, and few adults, have ever watched a bird in flight without envy.

A song is like a picture of a bird in flight; the bird was moving before the picture was taken, and no doubt continued after.

Caged birds accept each other, but flight is what they long for.

In a world of such beauty as birds in flight, surely I can come to feel at home again, even after my loss.

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can’t I?