“Everyone thinks I'm a wimp and even my own band hates me. Oh, well. I guess I'll just flip 'em the bird!” ThinkingWellsHateMy OwnBandBirdEmsFlipHate MeOh WellWimps Author:Black Francis
“Well, I aren't like a bird-clapper, forced to make a rattle when the wind blows on me. I can keep my own counsel when there's no good i' speaking.” WellsI CanMy OwnWindBirdBlow Book:Adam Bede Source: Adam Bede
“I supply my own angels and demons. I exist on a stony beach, which lowers itself in waves toward a protective ocean. A dog barks; a child cries; the day sinks and becomes night. You can never scare me. No human being will be able to scare me ever again. I have a prayer that I repeat to myself in absolute stillness: May a wind come to stir up the ocean and the stifling twilight. May a bird come from water out there and explode the silence with its call.” HumansMayChildrenAbleNightWaterMy OwnPrayerHuman BeingsSilenceDogCryWindOceanBirdAngelAbsolutesWaveBeachRepeatsDemonScareStillnessTwilightProtectiveBarkAngels And DemonsStifling Book:Images: my life in film Source: Images: my life in film
“I feel overawed by quantity where counting no longer makes sense. By unrepeatability within such a quantity. By creatures of nature gathered in herds, droves, species, in which each individual, while subservient to the mass, retains some distinguishing features. A crowd of people, birds, insects, or leaves is a mysterious assemblage of variants of certain prototype. A riddle of nature's abhorrence of exact repetition or inability to produce it. Just as the human hand cannot repeat its own gesture, I invoke this disturbing law, switching my own immobile herds into that rhythm.” PeopleFeelsHumansHandsLawCertainIndividualMy OwnProduceCreaturesMassBirdSpeciesCrowdsMysteriousRhythmMake SenseFeaturesRepeatsQuantityGesturesRepetitionInsectsInabilityDisturbingCountingHerdsRiddleInvokeSubservientSwitchingPrototypeAbhorrenceHuman HandsAssemblage Author:Magdalena Abakanowicz
“It made me very sad, that question. Sad and defeated. Because I knew she knew why I was thinking about that woman-I was thinking about my own tendencies toward aloneness and I thought I could end up like that woman, with a bird perhaps, or a dog-probably a dog, I know birds are supposed to make good pets but I think there's something creepy about them-but alone with a life that didn't touch or overlap with anyone else's, a sort of hermetically sealed life.” ThinkingKnowsMadeEndsMy OwnDogBirdTendenciesPetDefeatedCreepyVery Sad Book:Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You: A Novel Source: Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You: A Novel
“It occurs to me one evening as I'm feeding the birds that all I did was put two birds in the aviary, some food and water and nothing else and now there are six of them. I know this is perfectly natural, it's one of the things life is all about, but to have it happen in my bedroom, under my own eyes, is magic.” KnowsTwoHappensEyeLife IsWaterNaturalMy OwnMagicSixBirdEveningBedroomFeedingPerfectly NaturalTwo Birds Book:Birdy Source: Birdy