Do not eat your chicken and throw its feathers in the front yard.
A piece of bread in your pocket is better than a feather in your hat.
Knowing the precies answers is not as crucial as the certainty that the answers do, in fact, exist.
A feather when viewed separately may seem like only a feather, But when seen through the eyes of truth it is a sacred instrument that lifts a bird in flight.
I'm one of those people who was taught not to ruffle any feathers. Of course, I have no problem ruffling feathers.
You can best shoot an eagle with an arrow made from its own feathers.
Who cares about every little feather should not make the bed.
If you don't feel as close to God today as you did yesterday, who moved?
Kevin Costner has feathers in his hair and feathers in his head. The Indians should have called him 'Plays with Camera.'
Humor to a man is like a feather pillow. It is filled with what is easy to get but gives great comfort.
The young magpie that pulls feathers out of his mother thinks that he is showing gratitude in that way.
When a dove begins to associate with crows its feathers remain white but its heart grows black.
When a dove begins to fly with crows, its feathers remain white but its heart grows black.
There is one more thing," said Mr. Peabody. "Now you must go and pick up all the feathers." ... "I don't think it's possible to pick up all the feathers," Tommy replied. "It would be just as impossible to undo the damage that you have done by spreadi...
You hold one feather tightly in your hand, close your eyes and concentrate. The location of the other feather will appear in your mind and the magic will take you there.
A FEATHER. A feather is trimmed, it is trimmed by the light and the bug and the post, it is trimmed by little leaning and by all sorts of mounted reserves and loud volumes. It is surely cohesive.
The Mythical Mr. Boo has several eagle feathers, or “Freedom Feathers,” as he likes to call them, that he staples to his chest in protest of any kind of bloodshed.
He who eats a partridge in his youth will only be left with feathers in his old age.
Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly is there wasn't someone, somewhere, laughing?
The feather was a thing, when I was a kid, we used to find feathers around the house, and whenever we found them, my mum used to say it was my nan leaving them around for us to find, so that was quite sweet.
What is lighter than a feather? The wind! Lighter than the wind? The spirit! Lighter than the spirit? The woman! Lighter than the woman? Nothing at all!
