#birds

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

If I could fly, life would be amazing. But paraplegic people say the same thing about walking, and I freaking hate walking. Somebody might ask me, “Hey, do you want to go for a walk?” and I’ll reply, “Nope. But I do want to have a seat on a chair with wheels and roll along with you.” So maybe flight isn’t so cool after all. Possibly birds get pissed off they have to fly everywhere. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#birds #flight #flying #walking #life

We proclaim human intelligence to be morally valuable per se because we are human. If we were birds, we would proclaim the ability to fly as morally valuable per se. If we were fish, we would proclaim the ability to live underwater as morally valuable per se. But apart from our obviously self-interested proclamations, there is nothing morally valuable per se about human intelligence. ↗

— Gary L. Francione

#birds #fish #humans #intelligence #morally-valuable

What I saw was just one eye In the dawn as I was going: A bird can carry all the sky In that little button glowing. Never in my life I went So deep into the firmament. ↗

— Harold Monro

#dawn #sky #life

There were moments bristling with deadness, when she looked out at her life and went, "What?" Or worse, feeling interrupted and tired, "Wha—? ↗

— Lorrie Moore

#life

When sad she brings the thunder And her tears, they bring the rain When ill she feeds a poison To us all to fell her pain Her smiles they bring the sunshine And the laughter and the wind And the birds they go on singing And the world is whole again. "Smile, sweet Sunday," Wednesday whispered in her ear. "The birds need your love so they can lift their wings. ↗

— Alethea Kontis

#birds #enchanted #sunday #wedneday #love