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The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
~ William Blake Perfect as the wing of a bird may be, it will never enable the bird to fly if unsupported by the air. Facts are the air of science. Without them a man of science can never rise.
~ Ivan Pavlov The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
~ Unknown In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
~ Lord Byron, Stanzas to Augusta No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
~ William Blake A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song.
~ Chinese Proverb God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest.
~ J. G. Holland Did you ever see an unhappy horse? Did you ever see bird that had the blues? One reason why birds and horses are not unhappy is because they are not trying to impress other birds and horses.
~ Dale Carnegie Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.
~ Rabindranath Tagore There is not a flower or bird in sight, only a small screen on which lines are moving, while the child sits almost motionless, pushing at the keyboard with one finger. As a learning environment, it may be mentally rich, but it is perceptually extremely impoverished. No smells or tastes, no wind or bird song unless the computer is programmed to produce electronic tweets, no connection with soil, water, sunlight, warmth, the actual learning environment is almost autistic in quality, impoverished sensually, emotionally, and socially.
~ John Davy Each bird loves to hear himself sing.
~ Arapaho Proverb The very idea of a bird is a symbol and a suggestion to the poet. A bird seems to be at the top of the scale, so vehement and intense his life.... The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds -- how many human aspirations are realised in their free, holiday-lives -- and how many suggestions to the poet in their flight and song!
~ John Burroughs, Birds and Poets, 1887
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