A Quote by Maltbie Davenport Babcock

Your love has a broken wing if it cannot fly across the sea. — © Maltbie Davenport Babcock
Your love has a broken wing if it cannot fly across the sea.
Let your love fly like a bird on a wing And let your love bind you to all livin' things And let your love shine and you'll know what I mean That's the reason.
Life without dreams is like a bird with a broken wing - it can't fly.
I worry hope will crush me, the way love has so many times before. Are they so different, hope and love? O & E in the same place, half of the other in each word. Both swimming in unknowns. I’ve been through the big changes. These ones should seem easier in comparison, I should be more prepared, but they don’t and I’m not. Sometimes I feel like a broken-wing butterfly, clinging to a window screen. Afraid to let go. Afraid to stay. Wondering how much wing is enough to fly.
A broken wing simply means, you have to find another way to fly. Have a wonderful day people.
I'm not left-wing, or right-wing. With only one wing I couldn't fly, and I just couldn't have that.
A bird cannot fly with one wing only. Human space flight cannot develop any further without the active participation of women.
Go strip off your clothes that are a nuisance in this mellow clime. Get in and wrestle with the sea; wing your heels with the skill and power that reside in you, hit the sea's breakers, master them, and ride upon their backs as a king should.
Let me tell you something: You can live in a broken home, you can play with a broken toy, but you cannot love with a broken heart.
Left wing, right wing, I am wingless and tired of trying to fly. Here comes the ground.
Assuming either the Left Wing or the Right Wing gained control of the country, it would probably fly around in circles.
Religion and science are the two wings upon which man's intelligence can soar into the heights, with which the human soul can progress. It is not possible to fly with one wing alone! Should a man try to fly with the wing of religion alone he would quickly fall into the quagmire of superstition, whilst on the other hand, with the wing of science alone he would also make no progress, but fall into the despairing slough of materialism.
Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky.
My love is like some raven at my window with a broken wing.
Let's just say I'm like a ship passing through storms, resting in ports now and then until it's time to continue the journey. I once told a friend, `I'm just looking for an angel with a broken wing - one that couldn't fly away.'
Classical virtuosity is more than technique, line, proportion, and balance. It is as if the performer and spectator come together to hold in their hands a bird with a broken wing. The creature can be felt to stir, to struggle for freedom. Its life responds to human warmth; its wing might brush your check as it flies away.
The country you're born in is where your passport comes from. No, not according to Donald Trump! No, not at all. I resent that kind of extremism of any kind. Left wing, right wing. Anyway at all. Anything that judges other people so harshly and across the board stupidity-wise. I got no time for that.
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