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I do not believe that any peacock envies another peacock his tail, because every peacock is persuaded that his own tail is the finest in the world. The consequence of this is that peacocks are peaceable birds.

Gentle day's flower - The hummingbird competes With the stillness of the air.

Owl hasn't exactly got Brain, but he Knows Things.

Blackbirds are the cellos of the deep farms.

Any woodthrush shows it - he sings, not to fill the world, but because he is filled.

Cogg would suddenly stand stock still. "Listen," he would say. Some feeble quack would be heard from the willow beyond the pond. "That's an easy one to tell. The frog-pippit." Then he would add, As a safety measure, "As I believe they call it in these parts."

Recently my fingers have developed a prejudice against comparatives. They all follow this pattern: a squirrel is smaller than a tree; a bird is more musical than a tree. Each of us is the strongest one in his or her own skin. Characteristics should take off their hats to one another, instead of spitting in each other's faces.

I feel akin to the Platypus. An orphan in a family. A swimmer, a recluse. Part bird, part fish, part lizard.

In the under-wood and the over-wood there is murmur and trill this day, For every bird is in lyric mood, And the wind will have its way.

In my opinion, if most urban meat-eaters were to visit an industrial broiler house, to se how the birds are raised, and could see the birds being "harvested" and then being "processed" in a poultry processing plant, they would not be impressed and some, perhaps many of them would swear off eating chicken and perhaps all meat.

To this urn let those repair_x000D__x000D_That are either true or fair;_x000D__x000D_For these dead birds sigh a prayer.

Not an angel of the air, _x000D__x000D_Bird melodious or bird fair, _x000D__x000D_Be absent hence!

She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower I led her blushing like the morn; all heaven And happy constellations on that hour Shed their selectest influence; the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill; Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub.

You make me smile like the sun, fall out bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head. Spin like a record crazy on a sunday night. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breath, shine like the sun buzz like a bee, just the thought of you can drive me wild. Oh you make me smile.

You never count your chickens before they hatch. I used to keep parakeets and I never counted every egg thinking I would get all eight birds. You just hoped they came out of the nest box looking all right. I'm like a swan at the moment. I look fine on top of the water but under the water my little legs are going mad.

You have to love with an open hand. The heart is like a bird and you have to let this bird fly freely, you cannot possess it.

I heard a bird sing_x000D__x000D_In the dark of December_x000D__x000D_A magical thing_x000D__x000D_And sweet to remember._x000D__x000D_'We are nearer to Spring_x000D__x000D_Than we were in September,'_x000D__x000D_I heard a bird sing_x000D__x000D_In the dark of December.

A thousand hills, but no birds in flight,_x000D__x000D_Ten thousand paths, with no person's tracks._x000D__x000D_A lonely boat, a straw-hatted old man,_x000D__x000D_Fishing alone in the cold river snow.

We notice that the mind is a restless bird; the more it gets the more it wants, and still remains unsatisfied. The more we indulge our passions the more unbridled they become. Our ancestors, therefore, set a limit to our indulgences. They saw that happiness was largely a mental condition. A man is not necessarily happy because he is rich, or unhappy because he is poor.... Millions will always remain poor.

Everyone wants to understand art. Why not try to understand the song of a bird? ...people who try to explain pictures are usually barking up the wrong tree.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.