Birds Quotes Quotes & Sayings

Be wiser than most, be a child in your heart, be a sage in your mind and a mage with your hands. Feel hearts beating, hear the flapping of birds' wings. Heal the broken, embrace the vulnerable. Speak to the living trees. Be pulled down by no one, and by nothing. This is how to be a Goddess. — C. JoyBell C.

Every morning
before the birds start
trilling me their stories,
I give birth to a new love
through my same old heart
when a lake's placidity
finds life in the swans breath
Only for you...

From the poem 'Only For You — Munia Khan

Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind — Munia Khan

Sturdy swimmers afloat on water-couch
Beneath the heavy bill their treasured pouch
Fishes pray for them to fly far away
Inland lakes toast to the Pelican's day — Munia Khan

Life is supposed to be fast, not slow. Spirits fly when worms are crawling; birds sing when the dead are moaning. — Robin Sacredfire

Birds are the eyes of Heaven. — Suzy Kassem

Caged birds still sing beautiful symphonies. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Without commitment and real selflessness, real love shall always be like a sea without fish; a forest without the sweet harmonious chorus of the birds and a stomach without food — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

A world without poetry and art would be too much like one without birds or flowers: bearable but a lot less enjoyable. — Aberjhani

Fish rule the waters,
but can be caught using worms.
Birds rule the air,
but can be caught using grain. — Matshona Dhliwayo

This universe was created for joy and happiness. You are born to be happy. Your happiness ultimately makes this universe joyful. Blooming flowers, singing birds, and smiling people fill this universe with joy. — Debasish Mridha

Life is a great poetry.
To live it at its best
Write a love story
And be a great poet.

Life is a great poetry.
To love it at its best
Love everyone earnestly,
Without judging for a crest.

Life is a great poetry.
To live it at its best
Create a great history
Before going for the rest.

Life is a great poetry.
To paint it at its best
Through colors openly
As if, life is not a test.

Life is a great poetry.
To enjoy it at its best
Enjoy a golden dusk party
When birds return to nest. — Debasish Mridha

If I were a pattern, I would be the pattern of paint that a bird would make if you dipped a bird's wings in watercolour and then set the bird loose inside a paper lantern. I'm pretty sure that's it! — C. JoyBell C.

...children are birds, and a mother is the tree. No matter how far the birds fly, they always long for the tree to rest on.
But a tree will fall...
Even if it falls or dies, its roots delve deep into a child's heart and nourish it with her eternal thoughts. — Weina Dai Randel

No difference, good or bad. Thoughts like birds in mind. Some fly in. Some fly out. Some stay at water hole to drink. Beware of birds that linger. — Natalie Wright

People imagined the Cockaigne ("Land of Plenty") menu as full of delectable meats such as hare, deer and wild boar . all which let themselves be caught. Grilled fish leaped out of rivers of wine onto your plate. Roast geese waddled down streets paved in pastry, just begging to be eaten. Flying pigs and buttered birds fell from the sky like rain, directly into people's mouths. People lived in edible houses made of pancake roofs and walls made of sausage. — Bob Eckstein

There's some comfort in seeing things go on; birds keep singing, buses keep running. But if you want those things to continue, perhaps you have to accept that the other kinds of things, unhappier, even horrific ones, will continue too. And that's harder. — Ashley Hay

Take me to the land of lovers where flowers bloom with love, birds sing with love, and hearts long for hearts. — Debasish Mridha

And do you see how beautiful and graceful the birds are when they are flying and soaring? The ground has many comforts for them to enjoy... But in the sky they are truly what a bird is meant to be. So it is with the human heart. — Aleksandra Layland

I want them to whisper my stories of enchanted birds, ancestral traditions,and smooth brown turtles as if they were incantations. — Autumn Morning Star

Birds build nests because they cannot fly forever. — Matshona Dhliwayo

And I want to be with you till the birds forget how to fly in the blue azure sky and the fish forget how to swim in the blue green sea... — Avijeet Das

Flying is not only the art of the birds, but it is also the art of the artists! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds. — Dejan Stojanovic

If birds can fend for themselves, it means theirs hope for our tomorrow. — Abdulazeez Henry Musa

The most beautiful birds do not know how beautiful they are until they see their reflection in water. — Matshona Dhliwayo

The birds in the sky can never great the king yet their beauty gives the king to stare at them endlessly, wishing to be with them in the sky. — Auliq Ice

For nature does things in good order:
And birds and butterflies recognize
No man-made border — Ruskin Bond

I am in love,
I became an angel;
flowers bloom with my touch,
birds comes to me and sing love song,
air touches my cheeks to feel my love,
leaves are dancing around me with the melody of love.
Oh love, I am in love, I am the love. — Debasish Mridha

To be joyous of heart is to hold an optimistic outlook, to see adversity as opportunity, to see failure as the starting point of success, to view our stubbed toes as the release of acupuncture points, to wake with a feeling of gratitude, and to sleep with a sustaining, unfaltering trust in the Universe of which we are a part. The person with a joyous heart is a treasure to be with, a wellspring of inspiration, and a fit companion. When we are joyous of heart, we hear a resonance in the songs of the birds, see resonance in the opening of a flower, and feel it in the pressure of a friend's hand. — Wu Wei

Sun will rise, night will fade,
Roses shall bloom, birds will flock,
Winds ready to dance, lotus secretly smiles,
This is a promise, morning shall ever rise. — Harshada Pathare

When the sunlight hit the trees, all the beauty and wonder come together. Soul unfolds its petals. Flowering and fruiting of plants starts. The birds song light up the spinal column and harmonize the hippocampal functioning. — Amit Ray

...Stella's tiny butt stuck in the air as she stretched to reach a weed. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a button-down pink and white checked shirt that was tucked into the elastic waistband of her pants. She reminded Rusty of an elf. "Excuse me, Stella?" "You stop right there if you have trouble on your mind. As you can see, I have plenty of birds, and I'll knock you out with one of them," Stella said without looking up. Rusty wanted to say that she'd yank up her own plastic flamingo and work Stella over with it in a heartbeat. Instead, she took a calming breath and said, "I made something you might like to have." "If it's a grenade launcher, I'm listening, Achmed. — Robin Alexander

Feeding birds means feeding yourself! Birds are part of nature and feeding nature is nothing but feeding yourself! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

One twig at a time. Like a bird making a nest. — Carol Lovekin

I adore the sky wearing rainbow shawl of love for the birds so that they could fly free in warmth after the storm — Munia Khan

Always try to live in a wonderful world where the sun is always shining, flowers are always blooming, birds are always singing, and you are always busy with a joyful life. — Debasish Mridha

Two birds locked inside a cage, we aren't supposed to last,
And I guess we both could blame it on our past.
But I'm out of excuses if you're done with pretending,
I'm ready to start the story that doesn't have an ending. — Kandi Steiner

All I want is a peaceful place where flowers can bloom, birds can sing, and the mind can fly with joy. — Debasish Mridha

He wagged his tail, and his whole body tingled. He realized the emptiness inside was not filled with happiness. Blue felt a glow within that was a result of more than just the warm sunshine on a spring day.
It was more than just the gentle tumble of the waterfall, or the wind or the sound of birds. It was much, much more he knew. He looked about him and he knew he had found what he had been looking for.
He had found more than his true heart's desire ...
He had found a forever home! — Michael Delaware

My homeland has many palm-trees
and the thrush-song fills its air;
no bird here can sing as well
as the birds sing over there.

We have fields more full of flowers
and a starrier sky above,
we have woods more full of life
and a life more full of love.

Lonely night-time meditations
please me more when I am there;
my homeland has many palm-trees
and the thrush-song fills its air.

Such delights as my land offers
Are not found here nor elsewhere;
lonely night-time meditations
please me more when I am there;
My homeland has many palm-trees
and the thrush-song fills its air.

Don't allow me, God, to die
without getting back to where
I belong, without enjoying
the delights found only there,
without seeing all those palm-trees,
hearing thrush-songs fill the air. — Goncalves Dias

Things that influence me are my kids, their happiness, colorfulness, and vitality. My husband - he comes up with some great quotes and ideas. God - He is the Ultimate artist. And what I see around me - flowers, leaves, trees, birds, fruit, vegetables. — Mary Engelbreit

Every new day
Our children's joy is as fresh as roses,
Even the birds chatter at dawn. — Scott Hastie

And then you leave the memories behind.
When you look at the pictures
It seems like it was always fun.
But you know that
in that photos everyone was actually broken deep down inside.
Wounded.
Bleeding.
Crying and yelling at the same time.
They were some kinda wounded birds ...
Eagles, wrens ...
When you remind that,
you became some kinda phoenix.
And life goes on like this.
like an uncomplete poem. — Arzum Uzun

Just find your way, like a river settling into its bed, and the sigh of the wind over a lake, light but restful ... content with the joy in the arc of an arm throwing a ball for a dog to fetch, the ease of the grassy slope stretching away, birds in the trees singing sweet high notes, flowers growing close in the ditch. — Jay Woodman

When the world becomes peaceful for the birds, the birds will sing a harmonious chorale — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

If an ancient man saw planes two thousand years ago
He would've thought they were birds
Or angels from another world
Or messengers from other planets. — Dejan Stojanovic

Birds are waterproof. — Lewis Nordan

A bird, unable to fly, is still a bird; but a human unable to love is an inexpensive stone: like a piece of uric acid stone — Munia Khan

Lovers are the best birds in the world when they know how to fly higher... — Munia Khan

With strength you need two stones to kill two birds; with faith you only need one. — Matshona Dhliwayo

When the Sun of compassion arises darkness evaporates and the singing birds come from nowhere. — Amit Ray

Birds have wings to fly in the sky; you have an imagination to fly everywhere. — Debasish Mridha

There are all these relationships that are like cookie cutter shapes; identical and repetitive. Then there are all these relationships that aren't even relationships! Just facades for show and tell. But every once and a while, you'll see this bird breaking out of this cage and it's so weird and it's so obscure and you've hardly ever seen it before so you don't even know at first if you should name it Ugly or Beautiful! Relationships, stories of love, that just shatter the walls around the mind. They made it. They broke through. Like Ugly-Beautiful birds bursting forth from rusty cages! And then suddenly you stop and you think to yourself, "Maybe love really is real. — C. JoyBell C.

I live there...

where the birds are infinite
everywhere

where they flee
it's a place your eyes can wander
but never see

Where everyone accepts me,
Without any pretense

It's a place your mind can picture
but never really comprehend. — Sanober Khan

As women, we are always taught never to let a man know of our affections towards him, lest he laugh, run away, or think that we are psycho. But what if that's not true? Have you ever stopped to think that? What if it's like there's a beautiful little bird in our hearts and we're too afraid to let anyone see it in there? What's wrong with letting anyone know that there's a bird in your chest? Maybe there are lots of wrong ones, but maybe there's one that's just for you - the one who won't laugh or run away when he sees that little bird. After all, it's just a pretty bird! — C. JoyBell C.

There are those who say that spiritual enlightenment is achieved through the denial of oneself; you must deny yourself many things, go and live in a mountaintop, never mingle with other people, talk to the birds..but I say to you, why should you dismantle your home? Where is the meaning in removing the bricks from your walls one by one? What is the purpose in uprooting your floors? Is there any significance in only allowing yourself a tin roof and a muddy bed? Why deny your house its structure? A truly enlightened soul is strong enough, is bright enough to live and shine through, even in a beautiful house! There is no need to ransack the house in order to see an inner beauty etched against a distraught surrounding. A bright and beautiful soul can shine forth even from inside an equally beautiful surrounding. — C. JoyBell C.

I want to paint the way a bird sings. — Claude Monet

It is raining! In other words little poems are coming down from the sky! Nature is literature! Sun is a fable; forest is a story; birds are a theatre; mountains are a myth; rain is a poem! Nature is literature! — Mehmet Murat Ildan