
The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci (1938), XVII Flight
The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci (1938), XVII Flight
“You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?”
As quoted in Wisdom for the Soul : Five Millennia of Prescriptions for Spiritual Healing (2006) by Larry Chang, p. 26
The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci (1938), XVII Flight
Source: 1800s, Jerusalem The Emanation of The Giant Albion (c. 1803–1820), Ch. 1, plate 15, lines 6-9
<p>Original: Triste de quem vive em casa,
Contente com o seu lar,
Sem que um sonho, no erguer de asa,
Faça até mais rubra a brasa
Da lareira a abandonar!</p><p>Triste de quem é feliz!
Vive porque a vida dura.
Nada na alma lhe diz
Mais que a lição da raiz-
Ter por vida a sepultura.</p>
Poem "O Quinto Império" http://www.inverso.pt/Mensagem/Encoberto/QuintoImperio.htm, lines 1–10
Message
The Notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci (1938), XVII Flight
Letter to Clark Ashton Smith (28 October 1934), in Selected Letters V, 1934-1937 edited by August Derleth and Donald Wandrei, p. 64
Non-Fiction, Letters
“Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.”
Los que dieron sus alas están tristes, de no verlas volar.
Voces (1943)
September 1913 http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1576/, st. 3
Responsibilities (1914)
"Betelgeuse", from The Unknown Goddess (London: Methuen, [1925] 1927) p. 34.
Notes in a copy of Jean-Baptiste Morin's "Famous and ancient problems of the earth's motion or rest, yet to be solved" (published 1631), as quoted in The Crime of Galileo (1976) by Giorgio De Santillana, p. 167
Other quotes
“The GAA is the sporting wing of the IRA.”
The Irish News (September 6, 1989)
Love is Enough (1872), Song VI: Cherish Life that Abideth
Context: Love is enough: cherish life that abideth,
Lest ye die ere ye know him, and curse and misname him;
For who knows in what ruin of all hope he hideth,
On what wings of the terror of darkness he rideth?
And what is the joy of man's life that ye blame him
For his bliss grown a sword, and his rest grown a fire?
“To equip a dull, respectable person with wings would be but to make a parody of an angel.”
Crabbed Age and Youth.
Virginibus Puerisque and Other Papers (1881)
Context: All error, not merely verbal, is a strong way of stating that the current truth is incomplete. The follies of youth have a basis in sound reason, just as much as the embarrassing questions put by babes and sucklings. Their most antisocial acts indicate the defects of our society. When the torrent sweeps the man against a boulder, you must expect him to scream, and you need not be surprised if the scream is sometimes a theory. Shelley, chafing at the Church of England, discovered the cure of all evils in universal atheism. Generous lads irritated at the injustices of society, see nothing for it but the abolishment of everything and Kingdom Come of anarchy. Shelley was a young fool; so are these cocksparrow revolutionaries. But it is better to be a fool than to be dead. It is better to emit a scream in the shape of a theory than to be entirely insensible to the jars and incongruities of life and take everything as it comes in a forlorn stupidity. Some people swallow the universe like a pill; they travel on through the world, like smiling images pushed from behind. For God’s sake give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself! As for the others, the irony of facts shall take it out of their hands, and make fools of them in downright earnest, ere the farce be over. There shall be such a mopping and a mowing at the last day, and such blushing and confusion of countenance for all those who have been wise in their own esteem, and have not learnt the rough lessons that youth hands on to age. If we are indeed here to perfect and complete our own natures, and grow larger, stronger, and more sympathetic against some nobler career in the future, we had all best bestir ourselves to the utmost while we have the time. To equip a dull, respectable person with wings would be but to make a parody of an angel.
“We must not only open our eyes, but our arms, our wings.”
Light (1919), Ch, XXI - No!
Context: Ah, there are cloudy moments when one asks himself if men do not deserve all the disasters into which they rush! No — I recover myself — they do not deserve them. But we, instead of saying "I wish" must say "I will." And what we will, we must will to build it, with order, with method, beginning at the beginning, when once we have been as far as that beginning. We must not only open our eyes, but our arms, our wings.
“The danger to India, mark you, is not Communism. It is Hindu right-wing communalism.”
Context: [When asked in 1963 that "now that there is Communist government in Kerala, what would happen if communists came to power at the Centre?"] - Communists, communists! Why are you all so obsessed with communism and communists? What is that the communists can do what we cannot do and have not done?... Why do you imagine the communists will ever be voted to power at the Centre? The danger to India, mark you, is not Communism. It is Hindu right-wing communalism. (Jawaharlal Nehru, a Biography; by Sankar Ghose, p 180.)
"The Chantry Of The Cherubim" in The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse (1917) by D. H. S. Nicholson.
Context: p>I buoyed me on the wings of dream,
Above the world of sense;
I set my thought to sound the scheme,
And fathom the Immense;
I tuned my spirit as a lute
To catch wind-music wandering mute.Yet came there never voice nor sign;
But through my being stole
Sense of a Universe divine,
And knowledge of a soul
Perfected in the joy of things,
The star, the flower, the bird that sings.Nor I am more, nor less, than these;
All are one brotherhood;
I and all creatures, plants, and trees,
The living limbs of God;
And in an hour, as this, divine,
I feel the vast pulse throb in mine.</p
Fragment 63 Voigt
The Willis Barnstone translations, Dream
First lines
Vineland (1990)
Context: LATER than usual one summer morning in 1984, Zoyd Wheeler drifted awake in sunlight through a creeping fig that hung in the window, with a squadron of blue jays stomping around on the roof. In his dream these had been carrier pigeons from someplace far across the ocean, landing and taking off again one by one, each bearing a message for him, but none of whom, light pulsing in their wings, he could ever quite get to in time. He understood it to be another deep nudge from forces unseen, almost surely connected with the letter that had come along with his latest mental-disability check, reminding him that unless he did something publicly crazy before a date now less than a week away, he would no longer qualify for benefits. He groaned out of bed.
Speech https://api.parliament.uk/historic-hansard/commons/1855/feb/23/supply-ministerial-explanations to the House of Commons (23 February 1855) opposing the Crimean War.
1850s
Context: The angel of death has been abroad throughout the land; you may almost hear the beating of his wings. There is no one, as when the first-born were slain of old, to sprinkle with blood the lintel and the two sideposts of our doors, that he may spare and pass on; he takes his victims from the castle of the noble, the mansion of the wealthy, and the cottage of the poor and the lowly, and it is on behalf of all these classes that I make this solemn appeal.
From a review of Malcolm Muggeridge's The Thirties, in New English Weekly (25 April 1940)
Context: It is all very well to be "advanced" and "enlightened," to snigger at Colonel Blimp and proclaim your emancipation from all traditional loyalties, but a time comes when the sand of the desert is sodden red and what have I done for thee, England, my England? As I was brought up in this tradition myself I can recognise it under strange disguises, and also sympathise with it, for even at its stupidest and most sentimental it is a comelier thing than the shallow self-righteousness of the left-wing intelligentsia.
Source: supanet.com/find/famous-quotes-by/axel-munthe/a-man-can-stand-a-lot-as-fqb50991/
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 545.
The Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci (1883), XX Humorous Writings
I cannot begin to describe my emotions. Pygmalion seeing his statue come to life could not have been more deeply moved. A thousand secrets of nature which I might have stumbled upon accidentally, I would have given for that one which I had wrested from her against all odds and at the peril of my existence …
On the Invention of the Induction Motor
My Inventions (1919)
Speech on “Lenin, Trotsky and Socialism and the Soviet Union”, (March 15, 1989) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQsceZ9skQI
Quotes 1960s–1980s, 1980s
“Not every pigeon is a rat with wings. Not every rat with wings is a dove of peace.”
“O dream on your black wings
you come when I am sleeping.”
The Willis Barnstone translations, Dream
“A man without ambition is like a bird without wings”
Source: https://quoteinvestigator.com/2015/10/14/wings/
“Living at risk is jumping off the cliff and building your wings on the way down.”
Revolution by Number
“Friendship, 'tis said, is love without his wings,
And friendship, sir, is sweet enough for me.”
Source: Savonarola (1881), Candida to Valori in Act I, sc. ii; p. 35.
Source: The Tragical History of Dr. Faustus
“Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down.”
“Sometimes grace works like water wings when you feel you are sinking.”
Source: Grace (Eventually): Thoughts on Faith
“The man with no imagination has no wings.”
“Excuse me, have you seen Death? Big guy with black feathery wings? Likes to reap souls?”
Source: Percy Jackson's Greek Gods
“When I only begin to read, I forget I'm on this world. It lifts me on wings with high thoughts.”
Source: Code Name Verity
“The bird that would soar above the plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings.”
Source: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
“God gave the Angels wings and humans chocolate.
Mrs. Miracle”
Source: Mrs. Miracle
“A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.”
Source: City of Heavenly Fire
“Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.”
"Dreams," from the anthology Golden Slippers: An Anthology of Negro Poetry for Young Readers, ed. Arna Bontemps (1941)
“Goodnight sweet prince, may flights of devils wing you to your rest.”
Variant: The greatest gifts you can give your children are the roots of responsibility and the wings of independence
“You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.”
“Ari felt like, Hellooo, I have wings! I turn into a wolf! Blending is out is out of the question!”
Source: School's Out—Forever
Source: NOS4A2
“My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.”
Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (1846), Lines Composed in a Wood on a Windy Day (1842)
Context: My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring <br/> And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze; <br/> For above and around me the wild wind is roaring, <br/> Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.
Context: My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring
And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze;
For above and around me the wild wind is roaring,
Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.