Vireos Quotes & Sayings

My smiles don't result from good things, they result in good things. — Mike Posner

Fairies, arouse! Mix with your song Harplet and pipe, Thrilling and clear, Swarm on the boughs! Chant in a throng! Morning is ripe, Waiting to hear. — William Allingham

What wretched poverty of language! To compare stars to diamonds! — Gustave Flaubert

If you want change and don't make choices that reflect the change, you are making a choice to keep things the same. — Steve Maraboli

Regret is a terrible thing to carry. Memories can be cherished, regret will destroy you. — Natalie Kiest

You can use words if you wish, but I'm warning you - I've learned how to read your heart ... — John Geddes

There's nothing more heart-breaking than watching your children suffer. — Rachel Boston

What happens if the writer is good is usually not that the work seems derivative or trivial but just the opposite: the work actually acquires depth and resonance from the echoes and chimes it sets up with prior texts, weight from the accumulated use of certain basic patterns and tendencies. Moreover, works are actually more comforting because we can recognize elements of them from our prior reading. I suspect that a wholly original work, one that owed nothing to previous writing, would so lack familiarity as to be quite unnerving to readers. — Thomas C. Foster

Truth hurts. Then again, it also sets you free. [Jimmy Cotton] — Kristen Ashley

Birds were what became of dinosaurs. Those mountains of flesh whose petrified bones were on display at the Museum of Natural History had done some brilliant retooling over the ages and could now be found living in the form of orioles in the sycamores across the street. As solutions to the problem of earthly existence, the dinosaurs had been pretty great, but blue-headed vireos and yellow warblers and white-throated sparrows - feather-light, hollow-boned, full of song were even greater. Birds were like dinosaurs' better selves. They had short lives and long summers. We all should be so lucky as to leave behind such heirs. — Jonathan Franzen