Feathers Quotes - Page 14

• Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.

  Virginia Woolf

  Book, Healing, Hands

  Virginia Woolf (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.311, OUP Oxford

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• These Indians are fierce, they wear feathers and grunt. Most of us dont fit this idealized figure since we grunt only when overeating

  Vine Deloria Jr.

  Fierce, Fit, Figures

  Vine Deloria,Jr. (1971). “Custer Died For Your Sins: An Indian Manifesto”

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• If you were Queen of pleasure And I were King of pain We'd hunt down Love together, Pluck out his flying-feather, And teach his feet a measure, And find his mouth a rein; If you were Queen of pleasure And I were King of pain.

  Algernon Charles Swinburne

  Queens, Kings, Pain

  Algernon Charles Swinburne, H. M. Burton (2014). “Selections from Swinburne”, p.10, Cambridge University Press

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• On their sofas of spice and feathers, the concubines also slept fretfully. In those days the Earth was still flat, and people dreamed often of falling over edges.

  Tom Robbins

  Fall, People, Spices

  Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.19, Bantam

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• There's in my mind a... turbulent moon-ridden girl or old woman, or both, dressed in opals and rags, feathers and torn taffeta, who knows strange songs but she is not kind.

  Denise Levertov

  Girl, Song, Moon

  Denise Levertov, Robert Creeley, Paul A. Lacey (2003). “Selected Poems”, p.43, New Directions Publishing

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• After an age of leaves and feathers someone dead thought of the mountain as money and cut the trees that were here and the wind and the rain at night. It is hard to say it.

  W. S. Merwin

  Rain, Cutting, Night

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• The city was asleep on its right side and shaking with violent nightmares. Long puffs of snoring came out of the chimneys. Its feet were sticking out because the clouds did not cover it altogether. There was a hole in them and the white feathers were falling out. The city had untied all its bridges like so many buttons to feel at ease. Wherever there was a lamplight the city scratched itself until it went out.

  Anais Nin

  Fall, Clouds, Bridges

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• I don't know what to do!" cried Scrooge, laughing and crying in the same breath; and making a perfect Laocoön of himself with his stockings. "I am as light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a school-boy. I am as giddy as a drunken man. A merry Christmas to every-body! A happy New Year to all the world! Hallo here! Whoop! Hallo!

  Charles Dickens

  New Year, School, Angel

  Charles Dickens (2013). “Dickens' Christmas Spirits: A Christmas Carol and Other Tales”, p.91, Courier Corporation

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• She brought me a crow's feather...," he whispered.

  Erin Hunter

  Crow

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• You took a walk on a Sunday afternoon and came to a nice neighborhood, very refined. You saw a small one of these trees through the iron gate leading to someone's yard and you knew that soon that section of Brooklyn would get to be a tenement district. The tree knew. It came there first. Afterwards, poor foreigners seeped in and the quiet old brownstone houses were hacked up into flats, feather beds were pushed out on the window sills to air and the Tree of Heaven flourished. That was the kind of tree it was. It liked poor people.

  Betty Smith

  Nice, Sunday, Air

  Betty Smith (2009). “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn”, p.6, Harper Collins

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• Now take a human body. Why wouldn't you like to see a human body with a curling tail with a crest of ostrich feathers at the end? And with ears shaped like acanthus leaves? It would be ornamental, you know, instead of the stark, bare ugliness we have now. Well, why don't you like the idea? Because it would be useless and pointless. Because the beauty of the human body is that is hasn't a single muscle which doesn't serve its purpose; that there's not a line wasted; that every detail of it fits one idea, the idea of a man and the life of a man.

  Ayn Rand

  Men, Ostriches, Ideas

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• Why am I covered in feathers

  Stephenie Meyer

  Twilight, Breaking Dawn, Bella Swan

  Stephenie Meyer (2009). “Breaking Dawn: Twilight”, p.58, Hachette UK

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• Who are you?' Mo looked at the White Women. Then he looked at Dustfinger's still face. Guess.' The bird ruffled up its golden feathers, and Mo saw that the mark on its breast was blood. You are Death.' Mo felt the word heavy on his tongue. Could any word be heavier?

  Cornelia Funke

  Blood, White, Bird

  Cornelia Funke (2011). “Inkdeath”, p.225, Scholastic Inc.

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• A little girl loves her bird--Why? Because it lives and feels; because it is helpless and harmless? A toad, likewise, lives and feels, and is equally helpless and harmless; but though she would not hurt a toad, she cannot love it like the bird, with its graceful form, soft feathers, and bright, speaking eyes.

  Anne Bronte

  Girl, Hurt, Eye

  Anne Bronte (2012). “Agnes Grey”, p.107, Courier Corporation

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• Do they sense it, these dead writers, when their books are read? Does a pinprick of light appear in their darkness? Is their soul stirred by the feather touch of another mind reading theirs? I do hope so.

  Diane Setterfield

  Book, Reading, Light

  Diane Setterfield (2007). “The Thirteenth Tale: A Novel”, p.17, Simon and Schuster

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• The broom wasn't as comforting as a flamethrower would have been, but it was better than a mop and certainly more threatening than a feather duster.

  Dean Koontz

  Comforting, Threatening, Brooms

  Dean Koontz (2007). “Forever Odd: An Odd Thomas Novel”, p.20, Bantam

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• My father used to say: Every bird is one bird, and every book is one book, and every bird and every book is one thing too, under the words and the feathers." He finished with a flourish, as though the meaning of this was self-evident.

  Clive Barker

  Father, Book, Self

  Clive Barker (2010). “Everville”, p.41, HarperCollins UK

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• Of three things be wary- of a feather on a cat, The shepherd eating mutton, And a guardsman that is fat.

  Mercedes Lackey

  Cat, Shepherds, Three

  Mercedes Lackey (2015). “The Complete Arrows Trilogy”, p.570, Penguin

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• Sara: "You are so brave," I tell her, and then I smile. "When I grow up, I want to be just like you." To my surprise, Kate shakes her head hard. Her voice is a feather, a thread. "No Mommy," she says. "You'd be sick.

  Jodi Picoult

  Growing Up, Voice, Sick

  Jodi Picoult (2009). “My Sister's Keeper - Movie Tie-In: A Novel”, p.70, Simon and Schuster

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• So in the Libyan fable it is told That once an eagle, stricken with a dart, Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft: With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.

  Aeschylus

  Fashion, Eagles, Hands

  Aeschylus (1873). “The Tragedies of Æschylos: A New Translation, with a Biographical Essay, and an Appendix of Rhymed Choral Odes”, p.339

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• Gently I stir a white feather fan,
  With open shirt sitting in a green wood.
  I take off my cap and hang it on a jutting stone;
  A wind from the pine-tree trickles on my bare head.

  Li Bai

  Summer, August, Wind

  Li Po, “Summer In The Mountains”

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• Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite, exquisite and melting her all molten inside.

  D. H. Lawrence

  Running, Flames, Sensual

  D. H. Lawrence (2016). “Lady chatterleys lover”, p.167, D. H. Lawrence

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• If we are going to do away with polygamy, it would only be one feather in the bird, one ordinance in the Church and Kingdom. Do away with that, then we must do away with the prophets and apostles, with revelation and the gifts and graces of the Gospel, and finally give up our religion altogether.

  Wilford Woodruff

  Giving Up, Bird, Grace

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• You can't make chicken salad out of chicken feathers

  Joe Kuhel

  Baseball, Miami Dolphins, Salad

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• No, there is no escape. There is no heaven with a little of hell in it--no plan to retain this or that of the devil in our hearts or our pockets. Out Satan must go, every hair and feather!

  George MacDonald

  Heart, Hair, Heaven

  George MacDonald, Rolland Hein (2004). “The Heart of George MacDonald: A One-Volume Collection of His Most Important Fiction, Essays, Sermons, Drama, and Biographical Information”, p.399, Regent College Publishing

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