Angel Feathers Quotes

#1. Darkness was my ally. It made me forget the world I was in and invited me to dream of another.

Mary E. Pearson

#2. Gabriel.
This has to be his fault, somehow. I'm going to track him down, pluck out his angel feathers, and stuff a pillow with them.

Lisa Desrochers

#3. Logic, inevitably, is the love of logic. It is not the love for living human beings.

Osamu Dazai

#4. What is the purpose of reason, Richard Parker? Is it no more than to shine at practicalities - the getting of food, clothing and shelter? Why can't reason give greater answers? Why can we throw a question further than we can pull in an answer? Why such a vast net of there's so little fish to catch?

Yann Martel

#5. Oh, you poor angel. I know I joke, but I think perhaps you are a few feathers short of a wing.

Ashlan Thomas

#6. After everything, what we have left is not what we make to have a living but what we make out of living.

Joanne Crisner Alcayaga

#7. The hero saves us. Praise the hero! Now, who will save us from the hero?

Cato The Elder

#8. I am sentimental,' she said. 'I could dissect a koala but not its baby. I like the words damozel, eglantine, elegant. I love when you kiss my elongated white hand.

Vladimir Nabokov

#9. very acutely conscious

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#10. When angel meets Watcher, they're like two feral cats meeting each other in an alley. They raise their feathers, making their wings look spiky and larger than before.

Susan Ee

#11. Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because the regret is stronger than gratitude.

Anne Frank

#12. I was so blessed.
The first person
I gave my heart to
was an angel
who plucked the feathers
off his wings
and built a nest for it.

Kamand Kojouri

#13. After claws and feathers, he took skin and bone, shaped it like an hour glass and made the angels moan.

Elton John

#14. Friends?"
"Aye. We're friends now."
"Are we?"
"Of course we are!" he replied cheerfully - just like his name. "Why wouldn't we be friends?"
"Because you threw me into a tree?"
"To help you. You keep forgetting that part.

G.A. Aiken

#15. White angel wings, made up from thousands of short feathers, now surrounded him.

"Uh. Bird?" She pointed dumbly, unable to form a single coherent though more.
"Harpie." He gave her a glare that could have killed.

Constance Sharper

#16. He has been taught in his head, but his heart has not been satisfied, and he goes away still hungry.

A.W. Tozer

#17. The snow-white angel alone remains, hovering over Tara Burgess's fresh grave, holding a single black rose in one hand. She does not move, does not even bat an eyelash. Her powdered face stays frozen in sorrow. The increasing rain pulls stray feathers from her wings and pins them to the mud below.

Erin Morgenstern

#18. Feathers covered the carnage, as if a rebel angel had gone mad.

Stephanie Garber

#19. The way of war
was the invention
of heavenly beings.

Toba Beta

#20. In Russia all tyrants believe poets to be their worst enemies.

Yevgeny Yevtushenko