#birds

Grandmother walked up over the bare granite and thought about birds in general. It seemed to her no other creature had the same dramatic capacity to underline and perfect events -- the shifts in the seasons and the weather, the changes that run through people themselves. p.33 ↗

— Tove Jansson

#change #change

…I keep looking for one more teacher, only to find that fish learn from the water and birds learn from the sky.” (p.275) ↗

— Mark Nepo

#fish #learn #sky #teacher #water

Here is the soundless cypress on the lawn: It listens, listens. Taller trees beyond Listen. The moon at the unruffled pond Stares. And you sing, you sing. That star-enchanted song falls through the air From lawn to lawn down terraces of sound, Darts in white arrows on the shadowed ground; And all the night you sing. My dreams are flowers to which you are a bee As all night long I listen, and my brain Receives your song, then loses it again In moonlight on the lawn. Now is your voice a marble high and white, Then like a mist on fields of paradise, Now is a raging fire, then is like ice, Then breaks, and it is dawn. ↗

— Harold Monro

#nightingales #song #dreams

LONG LIVE... This country is but a wish of the spirit, a counter-sepulcher. In my country, tender proofs of spring and badly dressed birds are preferred to far-off goals. Truth waits for dawn beside a candle. Window glass is neglected. To the watchful, what does it matter? In my country, we don't question a man deeply moved. There is no malignant shadow on the capsized boat. A cool hello is unknown in my country. We borrow only what can be returned increased. There are leaves, many leaves, on the trees in my country. The branches are free to bear no fruits. We don't believe in the good faith of the victor. In my country, we say thank you. ↗

— René Char

#counter-sepulcher #madness #spirit #the-dawn-breakers #trees

Birdsong foamed in the hour-before-dawn garden. ↗

— David Mitchell

#nature #nature

She decided to free herself, dance into the wind, create a new language. And birds fluttered around her, writing “yes” in the sky. ↗

— Monique Duval

#dance #free #freedom #monique-duval #wind

There shall come a day when Birds shall be free... :) and humans will see... ↗

— K. Hari Kumar

#cage #caged-bird #free #freedom #freedom-of-thought

The freedom of birds is an insult to me. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#freedom #insult #freedom

Pan, who and what art thou?" he cried huskily. "I'm youth, I'm joy," Peter answered at a venture, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#joy #youth #art

It's a very small object to be capable of doing many wonderful things, don't you think?" "It does much more that that," Valkyrie said, opening up a game and showing it to him. His eyes widened. "What wonder is this?" "It's called Angry Birds. Now do you believe me? ↗

— Derek Landy

#angry-birds #birds #funny #humour #valkyrie