“What kind of bird are you, if you can’t fly?” said he. To this the duck replied, “What kind of bird are you if you can’t swim?” and dived into the pond.
Bird Quotes
Words are heavy like rocks, they weigh you down. If birds could talk they wouldn’t be able to fly.
There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.
Be like the bird in flight… pausing a while on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, yet sings knowing yet, that she has wings.
If the bird does like its cage, and does like its sugar, and will not leave it, why keep the door so very carefully shut?
Each bird must sing with his own throat.
Hail to thee, blithe spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.
Growing up, my Mom always claimed to feel bad when a bird would slam head-first into our living room window. If she “really” felt bad, though, she’d have moved the bird feeder outside.
Carols of gladness ring from every tree.
Why do birds sing in the morning? It’s the triumphant shout: “We got through another night!”
