Top 100 Wings Of Love Quotes
#1. The way to heaven is within. Shake the wings of love-when love's wings have become strong, there is no need to trouble about a ladder.
Rumi
#2. We become angels when we fly with the wings of love. We can reach any destination and touch any heart without any hesitation.
Debasish Mridha
#3. Let me fly with the wings of love or let me drown and die in the love.
Debasish Mridha
#4. Only the two of us together flying high upon the wings of love.
Jeffrey Osborne
#5. With the wings of love, fly
in the imaginative and joyful blue sky.
Debasish Mridha
#8. When you have wings of love to fly,
why do you sit in a prison and cry?
Debasish Mridha
#10. Escape from the cage of beliefs
Spread the wings of love,
Now fly in your sky of imagination.
Debasish Mridha
#11. Spread your wings of love and fly in someone's sky of dream and imagination.
Debasish Mridha
#12. With the wings of love you can fly in everyone's heart.
Debasish Mridha
#13. Nothing goes far which has not the wings of love to make it buoyant, so that it can fly.
Henry Ward Beecher
#14. The soul yearns to fly home on the wings of love to the world of ideas. It longs to be freed from the chains of the body.
Jostein Gaarder
#15. Spread your wings of love, and let your mind fly to a distant land where love is the air of life.
Debasish Mridha
#16. Anyone who is forgetting to love is growing older. Anyone who is learning to fly with the wings of love are growing younger.
Debasish Mridha
#17. May the hinges of friendship never rust, nor the wings of love lose a feather.
Edward Ramsay
#18. Give food to the birds, you will then be surrounded by the wings of love, you will be encompassed by the joys of little silent hearts!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#19. Meditation is the process of transformation and beautification of soul from a leaf-eating caterpillar to a nectar-sipping butterfly. It grows with the wings of love and compassion.
Amit Ray
#20. I would fly to the moon with my wings of love so that I could express my lifelong admiration of you.
Debasish Mridha
#21. Only with the wings of love
can you fly.
Only with the light of love
can you see the star
In a moonlit sky.
Debasish Mridha
#22. Wings of Love long only to fly away from all directions.
Rumi
#23. Wherever the wings of love take me, that is my flare path and my way.
Diane Cilento
#24. Angels came down that day, and said it was their time, They wrapped HIM/HER in their wings of love, to protect them for their climb, to take HIM/HER to our lord above, Where they will be safe in gods hands.
Susan Smith
#25. In deep silence, close your eyes and let your heart fly by spreading those wings of love in an unknown sky.
Debasish Mridha
#26. Let us trust the power of love,
and fly by spreading the wings of love.
Debasish Mridha
#27. Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.
Yet love me
wilt thou? Open thine heart wide,
And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#28. What is it?" she asked.
"I'm looking for your wings. You are my guardian angel, aren't you?"
"I'm afraid not," she replied, her cheeks dimplingwith a wry smile. "There's too much of the devil in me for that."
"Just how much devil," I grinned, "are we talking about here?
Gregory David Roberts
#29. Follow your heart and what it's saying,
after you die, an when you live.
What he/ she lives is what she/he is giving to you .
Enjoy it and you'll be happy.
Love isn't a game ,love is a portrait, of a beautiful butterfly flapping it's wings to the horizon.
Avis
#30. Night. Heavenly delicious sweet night of the desert that calls all of us to love her. The night is our comfort with her coolness and darkness. On wings, on feet, on our bellies, out we all come to glory in the night.
Leslie Marmon Silko
#31. God your love is so precious! You
protect people in the shadow of your
wings. Psalms 36:7
Anonymous
#32. Now I am going to fly toward the unknown with the wings of my love.
Debasish Mridha
#34. I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything I am.
Sarah J. Maas
#35. Love, from its awful throne of patient power
In the wise heart, from the last giddy hour
Of dread endurance, from the slippery, steep,
And narrow verge of crag-like agony, springs
And folds over the world its healing wings.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#36. It says in the Bible, in plain words, that God made a self-portrait. He created man in His own image - man and woman - for God is Love.Why should we start thinking of a god up in the clouds with wings, if He dwells within us in the spirit of Love?!
Thor Heyerdahl
#37. The cage of circumstances suddenly did not feel so confined. It felt less lonely knowing we both have had our wings clipped.
Elise Icten
#38. The inner woman is the source of healing. The inner woman is the source of silence. The inner woman is the source of love. The inner woman is the source of belongingness with life. Embracing the inner man and woman is to discover our inner roots and wings.
Swami Dhyan Giten
#39. From the shoulders, slowly a pair of wings unfolded, wings made of rainbows, of light upon water, of poetry.
Calvin fell to his knees.
"No," Mrs. Whatsit said, though her voice was not Mrs. Whatsit's voice. "Not to me Calvin. Never to me. Stand up.
Madeleine L'Engle
#41. I that have love and no more
Give you but love of you, sweet;
He that hath more, let him give;
He that hath wings, let him soar;
Mine is the heart at your feet
Here, that must love you to live.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
#42. Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
William Shakespeare
#43. I love the freedom of my wings. I love the empty space above the ground. I rejoice in my freedom. Freedom is my religion. Peace is my God. Love is my worship.
Banani Ray
#44. Healthy love, I always think, is ... wanting the person you love to be more of themselves. And I think for a parent that's a challenge, because you have to let a baby spread its wings.
Anne-Marie Duff
#45. God is not an employer looking for employees. He is an Eagle looking for people who will take refuge under his wings. He is looking for people who will leave father and mother and homeland or anything else that may hold them back from a life of love under the wings of Jesus.
John Piper
#46. Visions flashed through her mind. A fluttering of white wings. A burning arrow. Stained glass under her feet.
Tiffany Reisz
#47. Oh my dear from a distant fantasy land! I love to be in your dreams as a fairy of love with wings of flowers and golden glowing flowing hair.
Debasish Mridha
#48. After his first training session in heaven, George Best, from the favourite right wing, turned the head of God who was filling in at left back. I would love him to save me a place in his team, George Best that is, not God.
Eric Cantona
#49. The wild bird that flies so lone and far has somewhere its nest and brood. A little fluttering heart of love impels its wings, and points its course. There is nothing so solitary as a solitary man.
Edwin Hubbel Chapin
#50. When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the same spirit. Love, soar.
Victor Hugo
#51. Life without love is like a bird without feathers. Life without love is like a butterfly without wings it's the saddest of things.
"In this life I can live without many things love is not on that list
Charles W. Warner
#52. God has given you a spirit with wings on which to soar into the spacious firmament of Love and Freedom. Is it not pitiful than that you cut your wings with your own hands and suffer your soul to crawl like an insect upon the earth?
Khalil Gibran
#53. I love to talk to flowers. They are sensitive. And sometimes I just want to have couple of wings and fly away ... Will you ever notice?
Galina Nelson
#54. He was still immersed in the dim, wet wonder of the folded wings that might open if someone loved him; he still hoped, probably, in a butterfly's unthinking way, for spring and warmth. How the wings ache, folded so, waiting; that is, they ache until they atrophy.
Harold Brodkey
#55. The graceful wings of a dove lead to the endless imagination in a dream wings of pain.
Auliq Ice
#57. Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
Voltaire
#58. You can't condemn an entire species of people because of the actions of one man.
Elizabeth Richards
#59. Very often it seems that people assume that by cutting the wings of others, it becomes easier to love them. They know so little about love that end up creating a perception of love that is devilish and demoniacal. And I end with no other choice but to remain single and let them go.
Robin Sacredfire
#60. When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.
Mary Baker Eddy
#61. Spreading its wings, her love stretched out and touching his tangled, frozen soul and from the first word, became ensnared in its icy grip where it remained, intrinsically entwined within an alternating web of dreams and nightmares. Forever lost, forever lost...
Virginia Alison
#62. That I had loved not as I should. A creature made of clay. When the angel woos the clay, he'll lose his wings at the dawn of day
Jean Haus
#64. I am a wheel. As I rise, Sweetheart, I carry you along with me, a heady, dizzying spin toward the sweet oceans of eternity. On wings of flames we sink into the sea of love. May be burn forever like bees in honey. Who does not wish for that delirium to last forever?
Rikki Ducornet
#65. Once you start drinking a little of meditativeness, a little of love, you start growing wings.
Rajneesh
#66. Perhaps Sadness will use the shimmering wings of the morning kissed with dew and promise to sail away, and the dark Heart of the Night will rush headlong into the blinding light of the Day, to kiss it full and hard upon the mouth and embrace life's brilliance once more ...
Gloria Smith
#67. Angels are always with you. You're never alone, especially in your time of need. Listen in stillness for our guidance, which comes upon wings to your heart, mind, and body. Our messages always speak of love.
Doreen Virtue
#68. It was bizarre. Not at all like the soft and gentle flapping of butterflies' wings people spoke of- no, no, no. More like pterodactyls swooping and clipping her heart with every pass. Actually, maybe bizarre was the wrong word. Terrifying was more like it.
Victoria Parker
#69. Shuttered like a fan no-one suspects your shoulder blades of wings. While you lay on your belly I kneaded the hard edges of your flight. You are a fallen angel but still as the angels are; body light as a dragonfly, great gold wings cut across the sun.
Jeanette Winterson
#70. When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past -
For years fleet away with the wings of the dove -
The dearest remembrance will still be the last,
Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.
Lord Byron
#71. Love travels the miles upon the wings of Angels.
Kathy Mattea
#72. Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths;
Love laps his wings on either side the heart
Absorbing all the incense of sweet thoughts,
So that they pass not to the shrine of sound.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#73. Gabrielle breathes, holding me close, "you're the reason I had wings, Erin. My whole life, from the beginning of time . . . I was always flying toward you.
Bridget Essex
#74. I have a very great fear of love. It is so personal. Let each bird fly with its own wings, and each fish swim its own course. - Morning brings more than love. And I want to be true to the morning.
D.H. Lawrence
#75. The life I had known scattered like the ashes of my wings, to be born again in the pure light of Abby's love.
Ashlan Thomas
#76. I love the needle poke, the red pop/
and when an arc of red drops,/
quivering and shaped like wings/
beg me to lick them off,/
quickly savoring your shoulder/
newly marked with a nearly invisible/
but indelible butterfly
Rachel Dacus
#77. My mother is a living angel; she is always protecting me with the wings of her love.
Debasish Mridha
#78. 7How precious is your steadfast love, O God! The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
Anonymous
#79. The butterfly startled at Mary's gesture and floated up, drifting on the breeze, its wings sparkling blue and bright in the late afternoon sunshine.
Silence watched it, enthralled, and then her eyes met Michael's.
A corner of his mouth cocked up. Welcome home, m'love.
Elizabeth Hoyt
#80. Why do we walk when we can fly by spreading the wings of our love?
Debasish Mridha
#81. When I think of Simone now, I think of butterfly wings. Beautiful and excruciatingly delicate. Touch them once and they might disintegrate.
Nick Sagan
#82. May Love and Light arrive on the wings of Angels.
Marcela Grant
#83. I have wings on the back of my shoulders,
and I'm ready to fly.
Pamela L. Laskin
#85. He [Riptide] sighed. "I said, 'What are you doing all the way out here?' and you said, 'Hey, sparkling teeth, I totally love three of your claws but not the others, and I wish your nose was a herrig so I could eat it, and also your wings sound like sharks snoring.'"
Tsunami burst out laughing.
Tui T. Sutherland
#86. The holiness of love inspired ordinary men and women to act like angels. It lifted them on wings closer to God.
Nancy Holder
#87. We might have coupled
In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment
Or broken flesh with one another
At the profane communion table
Where wine is spill'd on promiscuous lips
We might have given birth to a butterfly
With the daily-news
Printed in blood on its wings
Mina Loy
#88. Her collarbones like wings that spread from the base of her throat to the ends of her shoulders. A bird held down by skin
Arundhati Roy
#89. Which of the two powers, Love or Music, can elevate man to the sublimest heights? ... It is a problem, and yet it seems to me that this is the answer: 'Love can give no idea of music; music can give an idea of love.' ... Why separate them? They are two wings of the soul.
Hector Berlioz
#90. Many & most moments go by with us hardly aware of their passage. But love & hate & fear cause time to snag you, to drag you down like a spider's web holding fast to a doomed fly's wings. And when you're caught like that you're aware of every moment & movement & nuance.
Walter Mosley
#91. Immature is the love of the youth, and immature his hatred of man and earth. His mind and the wings of his spirit are still tied down and heavy.
Friedrich Nietzsche
#92. Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Dolly Parton
#93. Like the apple of Thine eye preserve me, O Lord God; defend me and beneath Thy wings shelter me from temptations.
Ephrem The Syrian
#94. At such times I feel I could die for love of her, my little stranger, my heart swelling dangerously so that the only release is to run too, my red coat flapping around my shoulders like wings, my hair a comet's tail in the patchy blue sky.
Joanne Harris
#95. I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman
they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence
John Keats
#96. I have so much love inside me, Jason. So much. And I have never been allowed to shower it on anyone
no one wanted it. Let me stretch the wings of my heart with you.
Nalini Singh
#97. Epitaph
"love had ten thousand flowers
Bloomed on those cheeks, like an angel you came
as haste to earth and
Opened the joys breast until the sun's has faded,
fatigued with self-heat of burden
Left the world to keep the loads to the enchanting night
Nithin Purple
#98. Poetry is the establishment of a metaphorical link between white butterfly-wings and the scraps of torn-up love-letters.
Carl Sandburg
#99. Twentieth-century art has allowed me to see things in a cryptic way. I love the butterfly's wings, which disappear when folded and when open leave this brilliant, intense pronouncement of nature, 'Here I am.'
Emmet Gowin
#100. Isia stepped forward. "Yes, sir. I know." Holding his fine brilliant wings above his body, he stood in front of us with his luminous lidless eyes full upon us. "I'm sorry to leave you. We've shared a lot together, and you have loved me even when I was ugly. But we'll see each other. Good-bye.
Sheila Moon
