Develop the wings of loyalty and you will fly above the dooms of disappointments. Disloyalty has one whistle; when it’s blown, opportunities take to their heels!

— Israelmore Ayivor

Childish and slender creature! It seemed as if a linnet had hopped to my foot and proposed to bear me on its tiny wing.

— Charlotte Brontë

If this turns to friendship, it only meansThat one of us will suffer.That when we meet after the worst of endings,There will only be this skein of words between us—Most of them for boredom, fewer for loneliness—Rising out of our mutual space of breath, leavingBehind a bluer sky each moment of departure.And one of us will cling on to its blue,Hung on partings like a muted cloud, whileThe other rides on a wing of word away from here.

— Cyril Wong

Wise man is a wing; stupid man is a hole! You meet a wise man, you rise, you meet a stupid man, and you fall!

— Mehmet Murat ildan

Decision is the wing that makes dreams to go and grow and flow and fly. No decision, no fulfilled destiny!

— Israelmore Ayivor

LET’S GO BACK HOMEI can't think about you,Without smiling.What I wouldn’t give,To go back there,Take you in my arms,Kiss you, And tell you,'I still love you.'It's been three decades now,And still your smile's with me,Your wave goodbye, The love in your eyes, And everything else you gave me,Before that highway fog swept in,And stole your spirit away.Oh- to return by your side again, Fish beside the Pleasant Hill Dam,Hike through the Mayer's woods, Hang out on your big hill,Sleep naked in your twin bed,Fill your room with laughter- And marijuana smoke.You returned home-And I traveled on down the road,Found new loves,Safely took them under my wing,And deeply into my heart.But you know, as I do-This wasn’t always possible.I didn’t always have the fire- The courage to stand tall,The joy to expand, Nor the love to give deeply.These were all your gifts--To me.Someday-When I close my eyes for good,And cry out- 'Lord- forgive me for I have sinned-'I'll joyously return by your side,Take you into my arms, Kiss you, And tell you,'I still love you.

— Giorge Leedy

Feathers layered like dragons’ scales,their symmetry perfectly fledged,framing slender shoulders; sublime.A tumble of red tresses shimmer.Soft wings arch toward the sky.Once a cherub, she has grown.A young woman now, strong and lithe.Powerful with stormy eyes alight,windswept in her glory.An angel in body and spirit.- Winged Justice.

— Mara Amberly

Flight of my mind rises beneath the seagull’s wings …then ocean is my motherland I feel.

— Munia Khan

(On surviving on the raft for 47 days) We had truly made it on a wing and prayer.

— Louis Zamperini

Ancients pulled metals more precious than gold from the center of the earth - They spun into giant lacy wings that flew them to the stars and back 'Is that what you'd do with wings?'She shook her head 'No, I'd fly to the stars, but I'd never come back.

— Mary E. Pearson