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Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.
Danielson, C. Archie
With all humility, I think, Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might. Infinitely more important than the vain attempt to love one's neighbor as one's self. If you want to hit a bird on the wing, you must have all your will in focus, you must not be thinking about yourself, and equally, you must not be thinking about your neighbor: you must be living in your eye on that bird. Every achievement is a bird on the wing.
Oliver Wendell Holmes
I confess that altruistic and cynically selfish talk seem to me about equally unreal. With all humility, I think whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might, infinitely more important than the vain attempt to love one's neighbor as one's self. If you want to hit a bird on the wing you must have all your will in focus, you must not be thinking about yourself, and equally, you must not be thinking about your neighbor; you must be living with your eye on that bird. Every achievement is a bird on the wing.
Oliver Wendell Holmes
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
Blake, William
Ambition is an idol, on whose wings great minds are carried only to extreme; to be sublimely great or to be nothing.
Southey, Robert
Ambition is an idol on whose wings Great minds are carry'd only to extreme; To be sublimely great, or to be nothing.
Southerne, Thomas
Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.
Cibber, Colley
Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they cannot write; nevertheless they find countless mysterious ways of corresponding, by sending each other the song of birds, the scent of flowers, the laughter of children, the light of the sun, the sighing of the wind, and the gleam of the stars --all the beauties of creation.
Hugo, Victor
Joys are our wings, sorrows our spurs.
Paul, Jean
He who binds to himself a joy doth the winged life destroy. But he who kisses the joy as it flies lives in Eternity's sunrise.
Blake, William
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