“Don't you wish you could do what birds do?''What ... make custard?''No, fly south for the winter.”
“A one-winged bird does not fly south for the winter. It flies south, west, north, and east, over and over. That’s how I feel when I’m in love, only I walk.”
“Sirrah, your Father's dead: And what will you do now? How will you live?Son: As birds do, mother.L. Macd: What with worms and flies?Son: With what I get, I mean; and so do they.”
“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.”
“The sparrow flies south for the winter.”
“You people of the South don't know what you are doing. This country will be drenched in blood, and God only knows how it will end.”