Pleasures take to themselves wings and fly away; true knowledge remains forever.
When we are touched by something it’s as if we’re being brushed by an angel’s wings.
Strange things blow in through my window on the wings of the night wind and I don’t worry about my destiny.
There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.
Remember, those that wait upon the Lord will rise up with wings like eagles, and they will run and not be weary. And don’t you ever be weary, because the battle goes on, year after year, and we need all of you young people to join us in the battle.