“As we look around usAt our mortal side and sighRemember a place called WingsongThen, Lift your Wings and Fly”
“My granny always says "Women are like angels, when someone breaks our wings we continue to fly around on our broomsticks because we're flexible like that”
“Would a fly without wings be called a walk?”
“It is beautiful to discover our wings and learn how to fly; flight is a beautiful process. But then to rest on the wings of God as He flies: this is divine.”
“pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly, and if left unresolved you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place.”
“...they cupped their wings around their happiness and called it a world, though they both knew it was not a world, only a hiding place, which is a very different thing.”