A Quote by Kelly Clarkson

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly. I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky. — © Kelly Clarkson
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly. I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky.
Never deter from your path of determination and commitment. There may be obstacle but never fret. These obstacles are to make you more strong and committed to spread your wings of determination so that you can fly higher and higher to touch the sky of achievement.
Until you spread your wings, you'll have no idea how far you can fly.
If you want to fly higher, first you have to spread your wings.. The world’s big and there are a lot of places you can fly^^
That's not how you're going to live, Bird Girl. Not on my account. Spread those strong wings of yours. Fly.
To the sky, I rise / Spread my wings, and fly / I leave the past behind / And say goodbye to the scared child inside / I sing for freedom, and for love / I look at my reflection / Embrace the woman I've become / The unbreakable lotus in me / I now set free
Zorba is beautiful, but something is missing. The earth is his, but the heaven is missing. He is earthly, rooted, like a giant cedar, but he has no wings. He cannot fly into the sky. He has roots but no wings.
Look to the horizon, spread your wings, and fly.
Spread those strong wings of yours. Fly.
To go beyond samsara and nirvana, we will need the two wings of emptiness and compassion. From now on, let us use these two wings to fly fearlessly into the sky of the life to come.
I know parents have a hard time letting their kids spread their wings and fly.
Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it? They fall and falling, they're given wings.
He would do things for he'd do for no one else, but while he'd empty the sky for her so she could spread her wings, fly, he would not set her free. She belonged to him, would always belong to him
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes. They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars. My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity. Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.
Death wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.
I'm still fly, I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings
It hurts when it don't last, no easy way saying bye. So I'mma spread my wings and head for the sky.
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