A Quote by William Warburton

A lie has no legs, and cannot stand; but it has wings, and can fly far and wide. — © William Warburton
A lie has no legs, and cannot stand; but it has wings, and can fly far and wide.
If we will disbelieve everything, because we cannot certainly know all things, we shall do much what as wisely as he who would not use his legs, but sit still and perish, because he had no wings to fly.
Be content to progress in slow steps until you have legs to run and wings with which to fly.
I look forward to the day when animals will have the right to run if they have legs, swim if they have fins, and fly if they have wings.
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.
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.
You cannot fly like an eagle with the wings of a wren.
Until you spread your wings, you'll have no idea how far you can fly.
Nothing goes far which has not the wings of love to make it buoyant, so that it can fly.
Why? Why do humans always look to the sky? Why do you try so hard to fly when you don't have any wings? We'll run on our own legs.
He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
We used to have massively long discussions about how we should stand on stage. Should we stand with our legs apart? No, all the guys with guitars in skinny jeans stand with their legs apart, and you'd think, 'We can't stand like that.' We'd spend hours and hours, days and days, discussing how to stand.
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.
When you come to the edge of all that you know, you must believe one of two things: either there will be ground to stand on, or you will be given wings to fly.
Every nation needs two wings to fly. Any bird torn at the wings will never soar the skies.
The fly that touches honey cannot use it's wings; so too the soul that clings to spiritual sweetness ruins it's freedom and hinders contemplation.
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