Top 40 White Bird Quotes
#1. There is no word for time.
Today we will
not think to number another summer
or watch its white bird into the ground.
Anne Sexton
#2. Be the prettiest book I ever seen. The cover is pale blue, color a the sky. And a big white bird - a peace dove - spreads its wings from end to end.
Kathryn Stockett
#3. Then Ged pitied her. She was like a white deer caged, like a white bird wing-clipped, like a silver ring in an old man's finger.
Ursula K. Le Guin
#4. The silence is death.
It comes each day with its shock
to sit on my shoulder, a white bird,
and peck at the black eyes
and the vibrating red muscle
of my mouth.
Anne Sexton
#5. When Steven passed away and we moved to stay with Mama, there were white bird feathers scattered around the front yard. When Emma asked about them, Mama said they were small signs from the angels, letting us know they were always close by, watching over us.
Brittainy C. Cherry
#6. They set off on the perfectly straight ley line, Ronan's gaze still directed up to his plane and to Chainsaw, a white bird and a black bird against the azure ceiling of the world.
Maggie Stiefvater
#7. Pain has been and grief enough and bitterness and crying,
Sharp ways and stony ways I think it was she trod;
But all there is to see now is a white bird flying,
Whose blood-stained wings go circling high - circling up to God!
Margaret Widdemer
#8. Shall we make a new rule of life ... Always try to be a little kinder than us necessary? ['The little white bird' by JM Barrie]
R.J. Palacio
#9. -Tell me where that bird is.=
-She's in the drawer.-
-What drawer?-
-Same one she's always been in.-
-What drawer?!
-Your mother's knickers drawer,- and he spat right in Mr. White's face.
Ransom Riggs
#10. A king-size bed sat catty-corner opposite me. The bedroom was painted white, but the comforter was crimson. Small black velvet bird appliques swarmed in the center. I'm not much for art. I'll confess the deeper meaning of the twisted comforter was lost on me. Maybe death to all swallows?
Hailey Edwards
#12. I break off the stale heel of my bread, crumble it in my palm, and then toss it onto the bench next to my friend. If birds had eyebrows, I'd swear it was raising them at me. Spirits bless you, you arrogant little thing. I suppose I wouldn't eat it if I didn't have to, either. Good day, Sir Bird.
Kiersten White
#13. She was completely alone, only the distant call of a bird telling her a world existed outside of her circle of pain.
Roseanna M. White
#14. My mama told me don't trust no white boy, even a pretty one. I'm thinkin' a pretty white boy with wings explodin' up from the ground in a mess of blood and ugly-ass bird things is double trouble. - Kramisha (Ch 5)
P.C. Cast
#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. Rena noticed me watching it pass. 'You think they don't got problem?' Rena said. 'Everybody got problem. You got me, they got insurance, house payment, Preparation H.' She smiled, baring the part between her two upper teeth. 'We are the free birds. They want to be us.
Janet Fitch
#17. He hears men's voices, shouts, so evil and grim he hears their names: Tin Tin, Fun Boy, T-Bird, Top Dollar and Tom Tom. The sounds sink into his heart like ice and brun in his head with a heat so intense it glows white.
James O'Barr
#18. It was strange to be outside on a summer's evening. Rachel breathed in the scent of the delicate white flowers on the star jasmine and looked up at the sky. She saw what at first she thought was a bird, then realised it was a bat, and beyond that, in the sky, she saw thousands of stars.
Mary Grand
#19. ...I touch Vel's arm to stay him. He sits down on the bed beside me, head cocked in inquiry. Thank you, I write. Vel rises and performs a lovely wa. White wave will never forsake brown bird.
Ann Aguirre
#20. And then I saw it - not below, where I had looked, but over my head, a vast and noble curve stretching away to either side, with white cloud flying between ourselves and it, a world all speckled over with blue and green like the egg of a wild bird.
Gene Wolfe
#21. I come to the understanding that maybe what was on the inside was more important, and that your outer covering didn't count so much as folks thought it did, colored or white, man or woman.
James McBride
#22. One single observation can invalidate a general statement derived from millennia of confirmatory sightings of millions of white swans. All you need is one single (and, I am told, quite ugly) black bird.*
Nassim Nicholas Taleb
#23. Ten feet to my left, Sadie smacked a vulture with her staff. The bird exploded into white sand. Annabeth jogged toward us, giving me one of those annoyed expressions like, If you get yourself killed, I'm going to murder you. Carter, being invisible, was nowhere to be seen.
Rick Riordan
#24. You know when I played, you had me and Kevin (McHale) and some others throughout the league. I think it's good for a fan base because as we all know the majority of the fans are white America. And if you just had a couple of white guys in there, you might get them a little excited.
Larry Bird
#25. Mogadishu the beautiful - your white-turbaned mosques, baskets of anchovies as bright as mercury, jazz and shuffling feet, bird-boned servant girls with slow smiles, the blind white of your homes against the sapphire blue of the ocean - you are missed, her dreams seem to say.
Nadifa Mohamed
#26. Question: What is the white stuff in bird poop?
Answer: That is bird poop, too.
Kurt Vonnegut
#27. This bird sees the white man come and the Indian withdraw, but it withdraws not. Its untamed voice is still heard above the tinkling of the forge ... It remains to remind us of aboriginal nature.
Henry David Thoreau
#28. To me, women's lib was mainly a white, upper-middle class affair of little use to a reservation Indian woman.
Mary Brave Bird
#29. If God is real, I think he might be some kind of masochist. I imagine he sits there up on his cloud, long white robes flowing, drinking a forty of Mickey's and smoking a Winston as he flips me the bird and plans what he'll do next to piss me off.
T.J. Klune
#30. Once in a while, God sends a good white person my way, even to this day. I think it's God's way of keeping me from becoming too mean. And when he sends a nice one to me, then I have to eat crow. And honey, crow is a tough old bird to eat, let me tell you.
Annie Elizabeth Delany
#31. 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
#32. There is Indian time and white man's time. Indian time means never looking at the clock ... There is not even a word for time in our language.
Mary Brave Bird
#33. There will be a bird today. It will be white with streaks of gold like a crown atop its head. It will fly.
Tahereh Mafi
#34. I hate my verses, every line, every word. Oh pale and brittle pencils ever to try One grass-blade's curve, or the throat of one bird That clings to twig, ruffled against white sky. Oh cracked and twilight mirrors ever to catch One color, one glinting flash, of the splendor of things.
Robinson Jeffers
#35. They climbed back into the dish with brooms and scrubbing brushes and carefully swept it clean of what they referred to in a later paper as "white dielectric material," or what is known more commonly as bird shit.
Bill Bryson
#36. Brown bird welcomes white wave. Wander no more, dear traveler.
Ann Aguirre
#37. As far as playing, I didn't care who guarded me - red, yellow, black. I just didn't want a white guy guarding me, because it's disrespect to my game.
Larry Bird
#38. The one thing that always bothered me when I played in the NBA was I really got irritated when they put a white guy on me.
Larry Bird
#39. The transcendental face of art is always a form of prayer.
John Berger
#40. Larry Bird is overrated in a lot of areas ... Why does he get so much publicity? Because he's white. You never hear about a black player being the greatest.
Dennis Rodman
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