Wings Quotes

A bird is safe in its nest - but that is not what its wings are made for.

We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.

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.

People have to forgive. We don't have to like them, we don't have to be friends with them, we don't have to send them hearts in text messages, but we have to forgive them, to overlook, to forget. Because if we don't we are tying rocks to our feet, too much for our wings to carry!

The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

Psalm 57:1-Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me, for in you I take refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed.

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.

Cara: *Flies*
Gen: What? I don't have wings!
Cara: Ofcourse not! You're a boy.

Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.

Grace is what picks me up and lifts my wings high above and I fly! Grace always conquers! Be graceful in everything; in anger, in sadness, in joy, in kindness, in unkindness, retain grace with you!

Angels do walk among us. Sometimes the only thing we may not see are the wings resting upon their backs.

Science begs literature to develop wings.

Believers do not carry their faith, faith is their wings. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary.

Death wins nothing here,
gnawing wings that amputate––
then spread, lift up, fly.

When happiness rides on the wings of art, it transcends time.

I'm here!" I said..."I'm read to go home!" As if they couldn't see me. As if I couldn't remember what it had been like, fluttering next to someone's ear and whispering into it. How the whole earth was like a musical instrument that we could play effortlessly.
...I could not fly. My sister was not there. My heart was broken.

Carry your wings of hope so high in the sky that there is no room left for disappointments.

Run my dear,
From anything
That may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings.

Fly without wings;
Dream with open eyes;
See in darkness.

If only I had feathered wings,
that could bend and curve and reach,
beyond imagined dreams,
unhindered by the weight of earth.