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bird flying stories
Stories are like birds flying, here and gone in a moment. P. L. Travers
bird worms spite
There is an ecstatic mechanism in birds that makes them fly upwards in spite of worms. Lawrence Ferlinghetti
bird unanswered-questions stills
Don't the wounded bird still sing? Sheryl Crow
bird teeth crocodiles
The crocodile doesn't harm the bird that cleans his teeth for him. He eats the others but not that one. Linda Hogan
bird listening littles
Are you listening, little bird? Lilith Saintcrow
bird secret
Was never secret history but birds tell it in the bowers. Ralph Waldo Emerson
bird flight traps
For why trap what is already trapped? It is only in flight that we know the freedom of the bird Josephine Hart
bird missing cockroaches
Both the cockroach and the bird would get along very well without us, although the cockroach would miss us most. Joseph Wood Krutch
bird together bills
And now the lads and lasses, following the example of the birds, bill and coo together. Josh Billings
friendship honesty believe
Don't believe your friends when they ask you to be honest with them. All they really want is to be maintained in the good opinion they have of themselves. Albert Camus
friend funny mistake shrink thinking
I think the mistake a lot of us make is thinking the state-appointed shrink is our friend 
friendship phones cells
My cell phone is my best friend. It's my lifeline to the outside world. Carrie Underwood
friend humor less mine pleasures readers sort sucker tend work
I think that different pleasures work for different readers - a friend of mine won't read anything that's not a cardiovascular sort of page-turner. I tend to care less about plot, but I'm a sucker for humor and strangeness. Karen Russell
friends-or-friendship mighty poorer
We can get mighty rich, but if we haven't got any friends, we will find we are poorer than anybody. Will Rogers
friendship divorce shoes
A Roman divorced from his wife, being highly blamed by his friends, who demanded, "Was she not chaste? Was she not fair? Was she not fruitful?" holding out his shoe, asked them whether it was not new and well made. "Yet," added he, "none of you can tell where it pinches me.'' Plutarch