I don't really diet or anything. I'm miserable when I'm dieting and I like the way I look. I'm really sick of all these actresses looking like birds I'd rather look a little chubby on camera and look like a person in real life, than look great on screen and look like a scarecrow in real life.
LIVER, n. A large red organ thoughtfully provided by nature to be bilious with. The liver is heaven's best gift to the goose; without it that bird would be unable to supply us with the Strasbourg "pate".
I love puffins. They are small, round gothic birds, and their babies are called pufflings.
Any woodthrush shows it - he sings, not to fill the world, but because he is filled.
Have you ever observed a humming-bird moving about in an aerial dance among the flowers - a living prismatic gem. . . . it is a creature of such fairy-like loveliness as to mock all description.
University is the best couple of years of your life. Nowhere else can you drink and chase as many birds.
Wisdom teaches us that none but birds should go out early, and that not even birds should do it unless they are out of worms.
Unbelief does nothing but darken and destroy. It makes the world a moral desert, where no divine footsteps are heard, where no angels ascend and descend, where no living hand adorns the fields, feeds the birds of heaven, or regulates events.
Be creative. Men only learnt how to fly when they stopped imitating birds.
Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps the singing bird will come.
We need new words for what this is, this hunger entering our loneliness like birds, stunning our eyes into rays of hope. we need the flutter that can save us, something that will swirl across the face of what we have become and bring us grace.
A bird in the hand is a certainty, but a bird in the bush may sing.
An idea is like a rare bird which cannot be seen. What one sees is the trembling of the branch it has just left.
Bird boy kept us out there in the freezing rain while he yammered about the Red One this and Red One that. Darius got Zoey in here despite his help".
Tiger Woods, Larry Bird, Wayne Gretzky, a pitcher just before a game, I would imagine they all have nervous energy. But as you perform, the nervous energy dissipates and you start to relax and you start to do what you do best.
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky.
The snowy owl has eyes that look just like mine, especially when it widens them. And while I stand there, staring at it, lowering my sunglasses, something unspoken passes between me and the bird - there's this weird kind of tension, a bizarre pressure, that fuels the following, which starts, happens, ends, very quickly.
In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard seat And birds and flowers once more to greet. . . .
London is a roost for every bird.
The birds are silent in the woods. Just wait: soon enough You will be quiet too