“the bird sings as if to say that delight is easy, for those who desire it”
“Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?”
“The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird, doubtless lovelorn, was singing his heart out at the top of a tall tree.”
“I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.”
“I have no will to weep or sing,No least desire to pray or curse;The loss of love is a terrible thing;They lie who say that death is worse.”
“To consider this desirable would be to delight in the slaughter of men; and he who delights in the slaughter of men cannot get his will in the kingdom.”