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Bird songs3 quotes
There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. And, dying, it rises above its own agony to out-carol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain. — Colleen McCullough · 1977Hear that lonesome whippoorwill? He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whinin' low, I'm so lonesome I could cry. — Hank Williams · 1949A bird does not sing because he has an answer. He sings because he has a song. — Joan Walsh Anglund · 1967
Birds3 quotes
There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. And, dying, it rises above its own agony to out-carol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain. — Colleen McCullough · 1977Hear that lonesome whippoorwill? He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whinin' low, I'm so lonesome I could cry. — Hank Williams · 1949A bird does not sing because he has an answer. He sings because he has a song. — Joan Walsh Anglund · 1967
Loneliness1 quote
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill? He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whinin' low, I'm so lonesome I could cry. — Hank Williams · 1949
A bird does not sing because he has an answer. He sings because he has a song. — Joan Walsh Anglund · 1967