A Quote by Elizabeth Bowen

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat. — © Elizabeth Bowen
Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.
Like my boy tells me; if it looks like a rat and smells like a rat, by golly, it is a rat.
You know what I think? Fate! That's what it is fate! There's a thing that comes after a fellow:got a name,but I forgot what it is. Creeps up behind him, and puts him in the basket when he ain't expecting it.
People say never work with children and animals. I actually like working with Oliver Bell, and working with a rat really opens possibilities to you because you don't know how it's going to be. It's just a rat, so you can just react to this rat being a rat, if that makes sense.
He looked exactly like a rat. Like the human being version of a rat. Like the villain in a Don Bluth movie.
If you want to create a high-society, you must give high things to the public! Show the public eagle; public will be an eagle! Show the public a rat, public will be a rat! Whatever you give to the public, public will take that! To create a high-society, you must give high things to the public!
The eagle has no fear of adversity. We need to be like the eagle and have a fearless spirit of a conqueror!
From my birth I have aspired like the eagle - but unlike the eagle, my wings have failed. . . . Congratulate me then that I have found a fitting scope for my powers.
In fact, not forgiving is like drinking rat poison and then waiting for the rat to die.
It may be that you will be happiest in the rat race; perhaps, like me, you are basically a rat.
In the yoga sutras, they have this beautiful analogy that the journey of life is like the flight of an eagle, or the journey over multiple lifetimes is like a flight of an eagle. First, the eagle stretches its wings high, high, high, and experiences everything that the world has to offer in terms of flight. It's growing and flying and it's experiencing, and then it brings its wings down gracefully and that is the completion of the journey.
Everybody in America is so money-hungry. It's like a rat race and even when you win you're still a freaking rat.
Charles had once remarked that holding onto a resentment was like eating rat poison and waiting for the rat to die.
I sometimes think we ought to bring a bill before Congress changing our national symbol from the eagle to the buffalo, because we are more like the buffalo than the eagle. The eagle is a powerful bird. It flies alone. It rises up into the sky with authority. It is master of all it surveys. The eagle is an individualist and was selected from among the rest of the birds to be our symbol. But the buffalo was never alone. It always ran in a herd with other buffaloes. And, friends, I call your attention that the buffaloes are gone from the open range, but the eagles are still soaring.
No, my first figure was a SLAYER eagle. And the dragons and the tribals are all I have got. I wish that I only would have done the SLAYER eagle and not the dragons ´coz I like tribals that stand out from a distance. Like you could be a snowblind in the concert and you are still gonna see it. That´s why I like about it.
That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which, on the shaft that made him die, Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high.
I dare say it is rather hard to be a rat,” she mused. “Nobody likes you. People jump and run away and scream out: ‘Oh, a horrid rat!’ I shouldn’t like people to scream and jump and say: ‘Oh, a horrid Sara!’ the moment they saw me, and set traps for me, and pretend they were dinner. It’s so different to be a sparrow. But nobody asked this rat if he wanted to be a rat when he was made. Nobody said: ‘Wouldn’t you rather be a sparrow?
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