“In the morning of life, before its wearisome journey, The youthful soul doth expand, in the simple luxury of being; It hath not contracted its wishes, nor set a limit on its hopes; The wing of fancy is unclipped, and sin hath not seared the feelings: Each feature is stamped with immortality, for all its desires are infinite, And it seeketh an ocean of happiness, to fill the deep hollow within.” SoulFeelingsDesireWishSinSimpleMorningJourneyYouthLimitsOceanInfiniteWingsLuxuryFeaturesImmortalityFancyHollow Author:Martin Farquhar Tupper
“The birth of a child is the imprisonment of a soul. The soul must work its way out of prison, and, in doing so, provide itself with wings for a future journey. It is for each of us to determine whether our wings shall be those of an angel or a grub!” WayChildrenSoulJourneyBirthAngelPrisonWingsDetermineImprisonmentBirth Of A Child Book:Egeria: Or Voices of Thought and Counsel, for the Woods and Wayside Source: Egeria: Or Voices of Thought and Counsel, for the Woods and Wayside
“In the yoga sutras, they have this beautiful analogy that the journey of life is like the flight of an eagle, or the journey over multiple lifetimes is like a flight of an eagle. First, the eagle stretches its wings high, high, high, and experiences everything that the world has to offer in terms of flight. It's growing and flying and it's experiencing, and then it brings its wings down gracefully and that is the completion of the journey.” WorldFirstsBeautifulLife IsTermGrowingJourneyOffersYogaWingsLifetimeFlyingFlightMultipleEaglesLife Is LikeAnalogiesCompletionLife JourneyYoga Sutra Author:Karan Bajaj
“The final flight make your last journey from this strange world soar for the heights where there is no more God has created your wings not to be dormant as long as you are alive you must try more and more to use your wings to show you're alive.” WorldTryingLongUseShowsHomeLastsAliveJourneyStrangeWingsSeparationHeightSoarDormantStrange World Author:Rumi
“Swathed in silk, I feel like a caterpillar in a cocoon awaiting metamorphosis. I always supposed that to be a peaceful condition. At first it is. But as I journey into the night, I feel more and more trapped, suffocated by the slippery bindings, unable to emerge until I have transformed into something of beauty. I squirm, trying to shed my ruined body and unlock the secret to growing flawless wings. Despite enormous effort, I remain a hideous creature, fired into my current form by the blast from the bombs.” FeelsTryingFirstsBodyFormNightEffortSecretGrowingJourneyConditionsCreaturesWingsCurrentsEnormousDespitePeacefulBombsTransformedTrappedShedRuinedBlastHideousSilkBindingMetamorphosisSlipperyFlawlessCaterpillarsCocoons Author:Suzanne Collins
“Farewell," they cried, "Wherever you fare till your eyries receive you at the journey's end!" That is the polite thing to say among eagles. "May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks," answered Gandalf, who knew the correct reply.” MayEndsWalksSunJourneyWindBearsMoonWingsCriedSailPoliteFarewellEagles Book:The Hobbit Source: The Hobbit