A Quote by George Eliot

Our words have wings, but fly not where we would. — © George Eliot
Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.
The human race is like a bird and it needs both wings to be able to fly. And, at the moment, one of is wings is clipped an we're never going to be able to fly as high.
If bringing down the wall would require you to fly, you must believe you can fly. Otherwise, when the decisive moment comes, you will surely discover you ahve no wings.
Most birds were created to fly. Being grounded for them is a limitation within their ability to fly, not the other way around. You, on the other hand, were created to be loved. So for you to live as if you were unloved is a limitation, not the other way around. Living unloved is like clipping a bird’s wings and removing its ability to fly. Not something I want for you. Pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly. And if left unresolved for very long, you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place.
"Pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly"... "And if left unresolved you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place."
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
I often say if men were meant to fly we would have been born with either feathers and wings or at the very least parachutes that pop out of our butts.
I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn how to fly by themselves.
As birds' wings beat the solid air without which none could fly so words freed by the imagination affirm reality by their flight.
If wishes had wings, sheep would fly.
If wishes were wings, pigs would fly.
Why would you be given wings if you weren't meant to fly?
Would a fly without wings be called a walk?
Every nation needs two wings to fly. Any bird torn at the wings will never soar the skies.
If I had wings, no one would ask me: should I fly?
I think our job as parents is to give our kids roots to grow and wings to fly.
Friends are the angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
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