“Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.”
“If my love could be represented by a blur, it would be the beating of a hummingbird’s wings. Did you know that my love is the only love that can fly backwards? ”
“As birds' wings beat the solid air without which none could fly so words freed by the imagination affirm reality by their flight.”
“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.”
“The birds fly south for the winter not because it’s cold, but because they have wings. Similarly, love has the ultimate flight pattern, and that pattern is plaid.”
“Love can’t spread its wings and fly, because love is an ostrich. But it can sure run fast!”