But Hopes are Shy Birds flying at a great distance seldom reached by the best of Guns.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The impression left after watching the motions of birds is that of extreme mobility - a life of perpetual impulse checked only by fear.
Birds are a miracle because they prove to us there is a finer, simpler state of being which we may strive to attain.
I am normally afraid of birds and have never dreamt of any bird in my life.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
Birds have wings; they're free; they can fly where they want when they want. They have the kind of mobility many people envy.
Birds are indicators of the environment. If they are in trouble, we know we'll soon be in trouble.
Gliders, sail planes, they're wonderful flying machines. It's the closest you can come to being a bird.
Hope is not a form of guarantee; it's a form of energy, and very frequently that energy is strongest in circumstances that are very dark.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
Flight without feathers is not easy.