As the eagle was killed by the arrow winged with his own feather, so the hand of the world is wounded by its own skill.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
You cannot fly like an eagle with the wings of a wren.
Not all eagles can be trained, but those who take to life with a master display intense loyalty. Although they are not tethered, they always return after killing their prey.
The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.
It's the little details I love. How to fletch your arrows with owl feathers, because owls fly silently, so maybe your arrows will, too. How to carry fire in a piece of smouldering fungus wrapped in birchbark. These are the things which help a world come alive.
Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
Eagles rarely fail to catch their prey. They usually kill it quickly by breaking its neck with their powerful claws.
The eagle has no fear of adversity. We need to be like the eagle and have a fearless spirit of a conqueror!
Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.
The Eagle has landed.
Everywhere on the Continent, the tourist is looked upon as a bird to be plucked, and presently the bird himself feebly comes to regard plucking as his proper destiny and abjectly holds out his wing so long as there is a feather left on it.