O Heavenly Children, do not forget that God is here, there and everywhere. The birds are his eyes and the air is his ears. And as you sleep, your heart and soul rest naked before him. He can drink from the rivers of your thoughts, and even feel the wetness of your tears.

Birds were created to record everything. They were not designed just to be beautiful jewels in the sky, but to serve as the eyes of heaven.

Featherweight by Suzy KassemOne evening,I sat by the ocean and questioned the moon about my destiny.I revealed to it that I was beginning to feel smaller compared to others,Because the more secrets of the universe I would unlock,The smaller in size I became.I didn't understand why I wasn't feeling larger instead of smaller.I thought that seeking Truth was what was required of us all –To show us the way, not to make us feel lost,Up against the odds,In a devilish game partitioned byAn invisible wall.Then the next morning,A bird appeared at my window, just as the sun beganSpreading its yolk over the horizon.It remained perched for a long time,Gazing at me intently, to make sure I knew I wasn't dreaming.Then its words gently echoed throughout my mind,Telling me:'The world you are in –Is the true hell.The journey to Truth itselfIs what quickens the heart to become lighter.The lighter the heart, the purer it is.The purer the heart, the closer to light it becomes.And the heavier the heart,The more chained to this hellIt will remain.'And just like that, it flew off towards the sun,Leaving behind a tiny feather.So I picked it up,And fastened it to a toothpick,To dip into inkAnd write my name.

Break out to go out___________________The birds dare to break the egg shellIt does so in order to get out of that HellWhen it finally succeeds, it'll then flyTo its comfort zone it'll say byeAre you being confined in a small spaceHow long will you remain at that place?Before you can explore more territories,Break away from the former glories.Yesterday's excellence is today's averageYou must strive to be better age after ageNever accept the available mediocrityAs the only preferable opportunityDecide to grow from below to heroAnd make it a point to vacate level zeroReach out and arise with powerGod's blessings on you, will showerAgree to grow, never attempt to be slowBe not afraid. Never doubt. You'll flowThe grace of God will be your guideTaking you along, side by side.

The most risky day in the world will be the day the bird will decide to swim and the fish will decide to fly. Stay glued to what you can do.

It is as simple as that. Birds fly because they have wings and so when you can't grow the wings, you can't be called a bird. Leaders make impacts because they create new ideas and so if you can't think of any new innovative ideas, you can't be a leader.

Just as the bird needs wings to fly, a leader needs useful information to flow. Leaders learn.

The bird dares to break the shell, then the shell breaks open and the bird can fly openly. This is the simplest principle of success. You dream, you dare and and you fly.

Everyone wants to understand painting. Why is there no attempt to understand the song of the birds?

And before Buddha or Jesus spoke the nightingale sang, and long after the words of Jesus and Buddha are gone into oblivion the nightingale still will sing. Because it is neither preaching nor commanding nor urging. It is just singing. And in the beginning was not a Word, but a chirrup.

The dodo never had a chance. He seems to have been invented for the sole purpose of becoming extinct and that was all he was good for.

A Zen master stood up to give a lecture. As he was about to speak, a bird sang sweetly outside. He immediately sat down saying, 'The lecture is over. I have nothing more to add.'

The love bird is one hundred per cent faithful to his mate, who is locked in the same cage.

I had started imitating a parrot, which is unusual, in that a parrot is supposed to imitate you. By taking the initiative you allow the parrot no alternative but to be itself, which proves again that attack is often the best defence.

I planted some bird seed. A bird came up. Now I don't know what to feed it.

If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence. One has to sit still like a mystic and wait.

The ostrich is the only animal officially endowed with political direction.

If you were a pigeon you could fuck forty times a day. It's something to bear in mind when filling out the form for reincarnation.