Top 100 Quotes About Twigs
#1. Our worst can become our best if mistakes are gathered like twigs of a bird's nest, giving one true foundation, a spiritual home to build their life upon.
Ace Antonio Hall
#2. Homer and Shakespeare and Milton and Marvell and Wordsworth are but the rustling of leaves and crackling of twigs in the forest, and there is not yet the sound of any bird. The Muse has never lifted up her voice to sing.
Henry David Thoreau
#3. The thing to remember about a kick is you go for his twigs and berries" ~Declan~
Ilsa Madden-Mills
#4. Twigs and beetles and dead body. Water and blood. You'll never get back.
Caryl Churchill
#5. Sometimes in the winter, when the fog rolled in and silenced the waves, it felt as if death had its fingers around my neck. Fingers like frostbitten twigs that made me ache inside.
Tara Kelly
#6. Stones and bones; snow and frost; seeds and beans and polliwogs. Paths and twigs, assorted kisses, We all know who Daddy misses! His two little frogs of girls, that's who. They know where they are, do you, do you?
Alice Sebold
#7. FKA Twigs is stunning. She has beautiful contemporary and unique sound with an almost psychedelic vibe. Her music is great for the runway.
Chelsea Leyland
#8. The guards eat out in the open, I said. They don't swallow their deaths because the passerby know the sound of the snapping twigs and the sour belch of poverty.
Herta Muller
#9. Botkin cannot build house from such little twigs!" he shouted at me, giving my upper arm a squeeze. "Eat something!
Leigh Bardugo
#10. The vicar's handshake was warm and reassuring, but shaking hands with Mavis was like clutching a bunch of dead twigs.
Victoria Twead
#11. After you have finished with the stone, the twigs and beetle, other things will suggest themselves, and you must take care of them. I see you are already tired. But you must stay. This is the pain of it all. You can't keep leaving.
Barry Lopez
#12. The real joy is in discovering that the twigs and branches of my practice are all firmly rooted in a single tree, even as time goes by and I become increasingly aware of the fleetingness of all things.
James Nares
#13. I always knew Fitz would wind up writing; although I figured he'd be a poet or a storyteller. He would play with language the way other children played with stones and twigs, building structures for the rest of us to decorate with our imagination.
Jodi Picoult
#14. It rasped her, though, to have stirring about in her this brutal monster! to hear twigs cracking and feel hooves planted down in the depths of that leaf-encumbered forest, the soul; never to be content quite, or quite secure, for at any moment the brute would be stirring, this hatred ...
Virginia Woolf
#16. He was from a fantasy where fairies and pixies danced through the woods and slept in dewy beds of twigs and petals. He was a creature unlike anything poets or philosophers could conjure up. He was born from alchemy, created by twisting storm clouds and rays of sunshine together.
Nash Summers
#17. birch twigs, and a willow binding. The ash is protective, the birch is purifying, and the willow is sacred to the Goddesss. Of
Scott Cunningham
#18. There can be few places more conducive to the quiet, solitary contemplation of melancholy thoughts than a window-seat; and if beyond the window-panes there is a steely vignette of November murk and withered twigs, so much the better.
Jude Morgan
#19. Rain-diamonds, this winter morning, embellish the tangle of unpruned pear-tree twigs; each solitaire, placed, it appears, with considered judgement, bears the light beneath the rifted clouds - the invisible shared out in endless abundance.
Denise Levertov
#20. In the dying embers and blackened twigs of a ravaged forest, who could distinguish where the first spark was lit? Only the arsionist knows the exact location where that match was struck.
Lang Leav
#21. One day it had rained before sunrise, and a soft spring wind had been blowing ever since, a soothing and persuading wind, that seemed to draw out the buds from the secret places of the dry twigs, and whisper to the roots of the rose-trees that their flowers would be wanted by and by.
George MacDonald
#22. He filled a bowl with cereal that looked like twigs a squirrel had pooped out.
David Baldacci
#23. Where you crawl and crawl,
where you live in the husks of trees,
where you lie on the wild twigs
Mary Oliver
#24. Bare twigs in April enhance our pleasure; We know the good time is yet to come ... Bare twigs in Autumn are signs for sadness; We feel the good time is well-nigh past.
William Allingham
#25. As a child I drew objects that caught my eye outside the window of my room - the dry twigs, leaves and lizard-like creatures crawling about, the servant chopping firewood and, of course, and number of crows in various postures on the rooftops of the buildings opposite.
R. K. Laxman
#26. 'Helping industry' is the elephant pit of socialism, a deep hole with sharp spikes at the bottom, covered over with twigs and fresh grass.
Enoch Powell
#27. Ants are more like the parts of an animal than entities on their own. They are mobile cells, circulating through a dense connective tissue of other ants in a matrix of twigs. The circuits are so intimately interwoven that the anthill meets all the essential criteria of an organism.
Lewis Thomas
#28. Great talents are the most lovely and often the most dangerous fruits on the tree of humanity. They hang upon the most slender twigs that are easily snapped off.
Carl Jung
#29. Plants cannot stay safe. Desire for light spools grass out of the ground; desire for a visitor spools red ruffles out of twigs. Desire makes plants very brave, so they can find what they desire; and very tender, so they can feel what they find.
Amy Leach
#30. Enjoying the least things - a chill glass of water, a moment of play with the cat, the sight of sunlight caught in the frost spangling the locust twigs - is a form of prayer.
Stephanie Mills
#31. You know those things that you throw the twigs into and it spits them out? That's what I do. The branches are like life, and I throw them into my head and some of it comes out as humor.
Steven Wright
#32. Personal, spiritual symmetry emerges only from the shaping of prolonged obedience. Twigs are bent, not snapped into shape.
Neal A. Maxwell
#33. One of the striking aspects of the lines is the way they make us see a tree, with its pattern of twigs, leaves and branches, as a visual image of the invisible roots of language.
Terry Eagleton
#34. Our destiny often looks like a fruit-tree in winter. Who would think from its pitiable aspect that those rigid boughs, those rough twigs could next spring again be green, bloom, and even bear fruit? Yet we hope it, we know it.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#35. The sound of snapping twigs and crunching footsteps echoed nearer.
Jessica Sorensen
#36. Laws are not made like lime-twigs or nets, to catch everything that toucheth them; but rather like sea-marks, to guide from shipwreck the ignorant passenger.
Philip Sidney
#37. If anything could be a book, there was no telling what you could learn, if you knew what to look for. Smooth river stones spelled out across a mossy floor. Lines drawn in the sand. Or inscribed on the side of a fallen log, half-obscured by twigs and mulch: This is a book.
Traci Chee
#38. Stories mimic life like certain insects mimic leaves and twigs.
Mary Gaitskill
#39. Twigs has been my nickname for years, and I guess a lot of people close to me called me Twigs, like, as a nickname. Before I even did dancing properly or anything, like, substantially creative, I was still Twigs.
FKA Twigs
#40. Then the green man's face grew even blacker, the red beard so red it seemed to crackle and sparkle like fir twigs on the fire; the mouth contracted to an arrow-like point before it opened to inquire in the sweetest, gentlest tones.
Jeremias Gotthelf
#41. Dalton tugged at his clothes, straightening them. "Is that so." "But the female will cheat on the male. Sometimes, while he is out collecting twigs for their nest, she will let another male take her.
Terry Goodkind
#42. O frost bitten blossoms, That are unfolding your wings From out the envious black branches. Bloom quickly and make much of the sunshine. The twigs conspire against you! Hear hem! They hold you from behind.
William Carlos Williams
#43. Her breast is fit for pearls,
But I was not a "Diver" -
Her brow is fit for thrones
But I have not a crest,
Her heart is fit for home-
I- a Sparrow- build there
Sweet of twigs and twine
My perennial nest.
Emily Dickinson
#44. The mind is an old crow/Who knows only to gather dead twigs
John O'Donohue
#45. Miranda looked up at him through a haze of desire, her will consumed by a fierce crackling heat, just like the dry twigs of the old woman's fire.
Anya Seton
#46. What is the point of living forever if you are stuck on a permanent diet of leaves and twigs?
Jen A. Durand
#47. Different persons growing up in the same language are like different bushes trimmed and trained to take the shape of identical elephants. The anatomical details of twigs and branches will fulfill the elephantine form differently from bush to bush, but the overall outward results are alike.
Willard Van Orman Quine
#48. No nose hair. Ever. You'd be surprised at all the little twigs sticking out. I just can't get it. How can you see that and not just want to hack it off?
Kyan Douglas
#49. For it seems that long before the first enterprising man bent some twigs into a leaky roof, many animals were already accomplished builders.
Bernard Rudofsky
#50. I watch Mustang slink toward me along the rampart. She limps ever so slightly from a sprained ankle, yet she's all grace. Her hair is a nest of twigs; circles ring her eyes. She smiles at me. She is beautiful. Like Eo. From
Pierce Brown
#51. As Livia dug her keys out of her pocket, she saw that Blake had been to her car.
It was covered with little bits of nature: long blades of grass, twigs, and stones. When she got closer she saw more. Blake had used the flora to spell sorry over and over on the hood. And the roof. And the trunk.
Debra Anastasia
#52. Out of the trunk, the branches grow; out of them, the twigs. So, in productive subjects, grow the chapters.
Herman Melville
#53. October turned my maple's leaves to gold; The most are gone now; here and there one lingers: Soon these will slip from the twigs' weak hold, Like coins between a dying miser's fingers.
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
#54. That's what you promised him, Princess?" he shouted throwing up his hands. "That was your bargain? You would offer yourself to the Unseelie Court?" He turned and punched a tree, sending twigs and icicles to the ground. "Of all the stupid ideas! What is wrong with you?"
-PUCK
Julie Kagawa
#55. Too lazy to be ambitious,
I let the world take care of itself.
Ten days' worth of rice in my bag;
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the night rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.
Ryokan
#56. It's like I've been stuffed full of twigs and all I have to do is bend and my body will break. All the guilt, the anger, the frustration, the pent-up aggression inside of me has found an outlet and now it can't be controlled.
Tahereh Mafi
#57. December 21, 1970 well, the amateur drunks have taken over and will hold this town until Jan. 2 ... driving on the wrong side of the street, running red lights, bellowing the same songs. figs of people, twigs of people, shits of people ... MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY NEW YEAR. Christomighty, yeah.
Charles Bukowski
#58. Sweet, loveable, and with every click revealing a new surprise, 'Botanicula' creates both a wonderful world where bees and twigs play in the universe and sets up a daring story of a group of unlikely heroes taking on a tree's last hope of survival.
Rob Manuel
#59. A single twig breaks, but the bundle of twigs is strong.
Tecumseh
#60. I don't throw my body down on the stage at all anymore because I'm sure I'd snap like a twig.
Michael Gira
#61. I write exactly what I think. If it's a raw subject, I write lots of things and then pull out all the fluff words.
FKA Twigs
#62. I really enjoy the fun of putting something out and people liking it or hating it or talking about it, but vacuous attention, it feels disgusting. It's like a hangover.
FKA Twigs
#63. It's weird: for someone who mostly really exists online, I'm actually not very interested in the Internet at all.
FKA Twigs
#64. I once said to a boy, 'You're a really good kisser,' and he said, 'You're only as good as the person you're kissing.' I think it's the same with the music.
FKA Twigs
#65. I'm the happiest when I'm in the studio, not on a beauty parade.
FKA Twigs
#66. I think we live in a culture where it is really difficult to get privacy because everything is so accessible. It's very difficult to maintain your comfortable life with a sort of mystique.
FKA Twigs
#67. A few years ago, I found out that there's a lot of Gypsy blood on my mother's side. I'm wild in that way - I've been brought up to do my own thing.
FKA Twigs
#68. If you're an artist, you have to use everything to your advantage, even the pain.
FKA Twigs
#69. I'm appealing to people who want something different, but the world, on the whole, doesn't really embrace different things. Not on the whole.
FKA Twigs
#70. I've soaked up so much through dancing, but I also have to be still. I want to be silent and read, to shut up and take time to respect the vision someone put into a book.
FKA Twigs
#71. As the twig is bent the tree is inclined.
George Ade
#72. I've never been into the typical R&B voice, with runs and bluesy sounding words. That doesn't suit me.
FKA Twigs
#73. In school, I had a tough time fitting in, and dancing was my way of being in my own element. As a teenager, I became a bit disillusioned with it. Even with competitions, I'd win, but still there would be tears.
FKA Twigs
#74. I don't know if I'm a tortured soul, but I was born heartbroken. I remember feeling it when I was so young. I was like, 'Mum, it hurts.'
FKA Twigs
#75. I'm an artist, and I'm a bit weird, and I'm probably a bit eccentric.
FKA Twigs
#76. I was never the pretty girl at school. I'm tiny and mixed-race. I grew up in a white area. I was always the loner.
FKA Twigs
#77. I don't know any Beatles songs. My dad never listened to Elvis or Sting or Bowie. Any band name that's on a t-shirt, I probably won't know their music, like AC/DC or whatever. I don't know what that is. As a kid, I would sing along to artists like Tania Maria.
FKA Twigs
#78. I want people to see what's inside my head rather than just looking at me.
FKA Twigs
#79. I'm a strange person - I don't really get rewards out of how many hits I have on YouTube. I love it, and I'm grateful, and it's important to me. But does it equal peace within me? No, it doesn't.
FKA Twigs
#80. I'm not going to become a costume version or caricature of myself; I like to morph.
FKA Twigs
#81. I love things that are harsh and things that are too loud. And I love lulling people into a false sense of security. That's life.
FKA Twigs
#82. What makes me happy is having a really nice day out with my mum, or getting better at something I've been working hard at.
FKA Twigs
#83. Half of my life, I've had people staring at me because they think I'm funny-looking and ugly. The other half of my life, I've had people staring at me because they think I'm fascinating. Everything neutralises. It's more of a statement on society and how weird it is.
FKA Twigs
#84. Racism is unacceptable in the real world, and it's unacceptable online.
FKA Twigs
#85. I love my music, so I want to produce, write, and serve my music. I've had to learn about EQ frequencies and programming and space and clutter and how to be a better piano or bass player - everything.
FKA Twigs
#86. Fashion's important to me, but beauty fades. All that stuff is fun while it lasts, but anything can happen tomorrow. You've got to have so much more about you than the way you look or your clothes.
FKA Twigs
#87. When I first released music, and no one knew what I looked like, I would read comments like: 'I've never heard anything like this before; it's not in a genre.' And then my picture came out six months later: now she's an R&B singer.
FKA Twigs
#88. Being a gal, people can be a bit patronizing. 'Oh, look at you using the computer.' They would never say that to a boy. And I don't let them do it to me.
FKA Twigs
#89. It's really difficult to have your voice heard and feared when you both speak softly and carry a twig.
Fareed Zakaria
#90. You have to recognize at some point that even though you have the passion and creative level to be able to do something, you might have to do a lot of prep. Sometimes you just can't do it as quickly as you want to do it.
FKA Twigs
#91. When I first put out music, people didn't know what I looked like. They called it a new type of something; they couldn't put a genre on it - it was where indie and urban kind of meet in the middle. I thought that was quite exciting.
FKA Twigs
#92. The idea's the idea: It's about what you do, and not who you are.
FKA Twigs
#93. I feel confident that the work I've put in will make people see me as a music artist before anything else.
FKA Twigs
#94. I definitely keep myself to myself; I don't really go out. If my friends want to see me, they know to come around to my house.
FKA Twigs
#95. I'm a country girl. The more big cities I go to, the more fashionistas and designers I meet who want to dress me, the more I have all these kind of superficial but amazing experiences, the more I just realize that I'm from Gloucestershire.
FKA Twigs
#96. Being beautiful isn't everything ... Sometimes it's interesting to show how you feel on the inside on the outside, just through expressing yourself.
FKA Twigs
#97. I'm not thirsty. I'm not a pop star. I don't want to reign over all forever ... I don't want to be famous! It makes me feel sick, the thought of being a famous person. It's just not me.
FKA Twigs
#98. Sometimes I feel 15; other times, I feel fully grown and mature and handling all my business. It can waver from day to day, hour to hour.
FKA Twigs
#99. It's really easy to project this whole ideology of what being an artiste is, and I'm just not down with intellectualizing it. I just think, if you feel like doing something, then do it.
FKA Twigs
#100. No boyfriend wants to see their girlfriend in a video with a big, handsome black dude feeding his fingers into her mouth, do they? But that concept is my expression, and boyfriends have to deal with that, don't they?
FKA Twigs