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Last updated on April 20, 2025.
Her glass wings are gone.
Riches have wings, and grandeur is a dream.
The man who has no imagination has no wings. — © Muhammad Ali
The man who has no imagination has no wings.
A lie has no leg, but a scandal has wings.
Before the moon I am, what a woman is, a woman of power, a woman's power, deeper than the roots of trees, deeper than the roots of islands, older than the Making, older than the moon.
Solitude is a condition of peace that stands in direct opposition to loneliness. Loneliness is like sitting in an empty room and being aware of the space around you. It is a condition of separateness. Solitude is becoming one with the space around you. It is a condition of union. loneliness is small, solitude is large. loneliness closes in around you; solitude expands toward the infinite. loneliness has its roots in words, in an internal conversation that nodbody answers; solitude has it's roots in the great silence of eternity.
If you don’t jump, the wings never come.
To the heavens on the wings of a pig.
A secret spoken finds wings.
Buffalo wings and cider is all I need.
I'm no angel, but I've spread my wings a bit.
If you haven't got eyes, you shouldn't have wings
Orchidbreathing incense into butterfly's wings — © Matsuo Basho
Orchidbreathing incense into butterfly's wings
Fear is the fire that melts Icarian wings.
For some time she observed a great yellow butterfly, which was opening and closing its wings very slowly on a little flat stone. "What is it to be in love?" she demanded, after a long silence; each word as it came into being seemed to shove itself out into an unknown sea. Hypnotized by the wings of the butterfly, and awed by the discovery of a terrible possibility in life, she sat for some time longer. When the butterfly flew away, she rose, and within, her two books beneath her arm returned again, much as a soldier prepares for battle.
Words are the mind's wings, are they not?
Religion is not a burden, not a weight, it is wings.
Dreams are of no value if they don't have wings and feet.
Don't put wings on me; I am no angel.
[Pigeons are] rats with wings.
Fear can give you urgent wings.
She soars on her own wings.
I'm spreading my wings at last.
Another writer asserts that the tyranny of man over woman has its roots, after all, in his nobler feelings; his love, his chivalry, and his desire to protect woman in the barbarous periods of pillage, lust, and war. But wherever the roots may be traced, the results at this hour are equally disastrous to woman. Her best interests and happiness do not seem to have been consulted in the arrangements made for her protection. She has been bought and sold, caressed and crucified at the will and pleasure of her master.
Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.
A tree is alive, and thus it is always more than you can see. Roots to leaves, yes-those you can, in part, see. But it is more-it is the lichens and moss and ferns that grow on its bark, the life too small to see that lives among its roots, a community we know of, but do not think on. It is every fly and bee and beetle that uses it for shelter or food, every bird that nests in its branches. Every one an individual, and yet every one part of the tree, and the tree part of every one.
Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?
A man with no imaginations has no wings.
Knowledge is Life with wings
I've always been fascinated by everything with wings.
My Wings are a thousand books.
Theatre gives you wings as an actor.
Oh No! My wings are effed up!
It is better to have wings then hornes.
Music gives 'wings' to words.
From torched skyscrapers, men grew wings.
When books are opened, we discover that we have wings
If you're young and talented, it's like you have wings. — © Haruki Murakami
If you're young and talented, it's like you have wings.
My roots are in theater.
Music and love are the wings of the soul.
A bird is safe in its nest - but that is not what its wings are made for.
Life on earth means: the sprouting of wings.
Pigeons: They've got wings, but they walk a lot.
O for a horse with wings!
Repentance can become a very, very deep phenomenon in you if you understand the responsibility. Then even a small thing, if it becomes a repentance-- not just verbal, not just on the surface; if it goes deep to the roots, if you repent from the roots; if your whole being shakes and trembles and cries, and tears come out; not only out of your eyes but out of every cell of your body, then repentance can become a transfiguration.
Our junior national teams feature increasing numbers of kids from immigrant backgrounds, but who have grown up in Germany. Their roots are elsewhere, but they feel German. They draw on two cultures, and I believe that's been a real and visible factor in the football we've been playing. One of the best and abiding images was Cacau, a Christian with Brazilian roots, celebrating a goal with Mesut Ozil, a Muslim from a Turkish background. Ozil jumped on to Cacau's shoulders, and they gazed up into the stands, both wearing Germany shirts. It was wonderfully symbolic.
An angel of God never has wings.
My husband is the wind beneath my wings. — © Mandira Bedi
My husband is the wind beneath my wings.
My roots are documentaries.
Words are the wings of actions.
Brazil is where I have to be, where I have my roots.
Frienship is eros...without wings
I'll always be waiting in the wings Bella
It is difficult to fly without wings.
I did not clip the wings of my daughter to fly.
We stood up and bade each other farewell, but love and despair stood between us like two ghosts, one stretching his wings with his fingers over our throats, one weeping and the other laughing hideously. As I took Selma's hand and put it to my lips, she came close to me and placed a kiss on my forehead, then dropped on the wooden bench. She shut her eyes and whispered softly, "Oh, Lord God, have mercy on me and mend my broken wings!
Theology is ignorance with wings.
We have to earn our Wings every day.
Afflictions are but the shadows of God's wings.
When you get your self realization or your second birth you become entitled to an awareness by which you can find out the roots of everything. You can find out the roots why people get sick, you can find out why there are incurable diseases, you can find out why there are psychological problems, you can find out why there are moral crisises, you can find out why there are political problems, why there are economic problems.
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