#fable

‎They are angry with me, because I know what I am." Said the little eagle. "How do you know that they are angry with you?" "Because, they despise me for wanting to soar, they only want me to peck at the dirt, looking for ants, with them. But I can't do that. I don't have chicken feet, I have eagle wings." "And what is so wrong with having eagle wings and no chicken feet?" Asked the old owl. "I'm not sure, that's what I'm trying to find out." "They hate you because you know that you are an eagle and they want you to think you are a chicken so that you will peck at the ground looking for ants and worms, so that you will never know that you are an eagle and always think yourself a chicken. Let them hate you, they will always be chickens, and you will always be an eagle. You must fly. You must soar." Said the old owl. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#eagles #fable #fables #flying #inspirational

The society killed Kendra." ... Don't mention it to Verl. He might dive into a chasm. ↗

— Brandon Mull

#fablehaven #humor #kendra #love #mull

From this, without doubt, sprang the fable. Man created it thus, because it was not given him to see more than himself and nature, which surrounds him; but he created it true with a truth all its own. ↗

— Alfred de Vigny

#created #doubt #fable #given #him

Religion brings to man an inner strength, spiritual light, and ineffable peace. ↗

— Alexis Carrel

#ineffable #inner #inner strength #light #man

There are men here and there to whom the whole of life is like an after-dinner hour with a cigar; easy, pleasant, empty, perhaps enlivened by some fable of strife to be forgotten - before the end is told - even if there happens to be any end to it. ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#any #before #cigar #easy #empty

Nobody sees the obvious, nobody observes the ordinary. There are more miracles in a square yard of earth than in all the fables of the Church. ↗

— Robert Anton Wilson

#earth #fables #miracles #more #nobody

I wanted to write a new fable and see how many rules you could break. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#could #fable #how #i #many

The ineffable joy of forgiving and being forgiven forms an ecstasy that might well arouse the envy of the gods. ↗

— Elbert Hubbard

#arouse #being #ecstasy #envy #forgiven

Natural history is not about producing fables. ↗