Bird Cage Quote Novels & Stories

Not letting them fly. She bought those all birds with a cage. She paid to the shopkeeper and came out of the shop holding the metal cage of birds. Birds chirped little inside the cage. She felt a little different. Like someone is staring at her constantly. The feeling was similar. She instantly remembered Sahir. But he can't be here. She ignored the feeling and looked at the birds in that cage looking at her. "Now it's time for you all to be free " She smiled & opened the door of the cage.

“Sir, usually we turn a blind eye to you coming in and out of the center. But today we have important guests. Please leave.” “If I don’t?” Zayden’s face turned fierce. “You loser! How dare you even dream of being with her?” “Mr. Scott, who are you calling a loser?”

I tilted my neck to find the room empty. I breathed out and collapsed on the floor with hot tears trailing down on my cheeks which I never knew I held. They say a caged bird remains in the cage no matter how much it tries to fly away with its broken wings. It will always remain weak, broken and shackled. And here I was the one. All broken, numb and destroyed. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hope you like it. Thoughts so far?

But. "Why a bird?" I asked him, intrigued by his choice f shape. "You remind me of them" He answered leaning close to me. I narrowed my eyes not understanding to what he was referring to. Letting out a annoyingly cute sigh, he leaned closer and nodded to the window. He pointed at a bird sitting on a pole, then he turned to me saying, "They are mysteriously beautiful and have a freedom that makes every creature jealous of them". Turning to him, I smiled and leaned back to my chair.

King Henry said and Theodore felt like banging his head somewhere Making his father understand things like this are impossible but still he tries. " No bird likes to stay in a cage throughout her or his life. Father, they wish to fly high in the sky and Violet is that caged bird who will fly away one day. Because the more you try to hold sand in your fist it slips away faster. The much you will cage her she will go away from you that fast. I am her brother. I want happiness for her , not this Imprisonment for her whole life. She deserves to live like a normal teenager just like me "Theodore said to put some sense in his father's head who has lost his mind he feels

"I’m like a bird in a cat’s cage. There’s no way out. All I can do is wait for that fool to kill me." I furrowed my brows, absorbing his words carefully. Carlos raised an eyebrow. "Listen to this proverb, Miss Harper." I held my breath, waiting for his words. "Like a bird in a cat’s cage." Carlos hung up the phone. Slowly, he stood up. His bandaged leg dragged slightly as he walked away. I remained seated, watching him until his figure disappeared from view. That proverb… it must mean something. I slammed the phone down in frustration and ran my fingers through my hair.

Yahya moved over, picking the paper up in his damp beak, looking at Isaac as if concerned. He smiled weakly. "I'm fine," he tied the pen against the bird’s leg. "I have to be right?" He pushed back the dark curl that fell damply over his eye. "This is just another bump in the road, or maybe I ought to say clouds?" The bird gave a chirrup of apparent amusement and flapped its wings. "Be careful," Isaac added as is took off to the window. Hearing him he paused, looking back for a short moment and Isaac could almost hear the well wishes he sent in return before taking flight.

The parakeet flaps its wings inside its cage, biting by the side of the cage, while repeatedly saying the only words it seems to know. "My Queen... My Queen..."

Javier asked. Of course, Kira did not know them and she understood what Javier meant. Since she did not know them, there was no need to play nice. Hence, she pushed the tray of casino chips with the red cloth out. The old man shook his head with a grin and fiddled with his birds. “Birdies, oh birdies, you think that the cage is your entire world, but that’s only your assumption. The world outside is so vast!” The middle-aged fat man chuckled as well. “What now? You think you’ll scare me off by betting all your chips? You’re thinking too much. What is everything to you may just be a drop in the ocean to me.”

“They took photos of our son while he hugged me. You want to go back there ?” My throat closes. I shake my head once. He exhales like it hurts. “Then stay. Please.” I look around again. At the pristine kitchen I’ll never cook in . At the couch that probably costs more than my car . At the man in front of me who looks like he’s bleeding from a wound no one can see . “I feel like a bird in a cage ,” I say. “A really expensive cage.” Julian flinches. Actually flinches.