Caged Birds Quotes Novels & Stories

Her thin, pale fingers reached behind her neck and unclasped a silver chain, revealing a polished emerald pendant. It was a rich green, smooth and warm against my skin, carrying a quiet, reassuring glow. With trembling hands, she fastened the chain around my neck. "This pendant was given to me by your grandmother, a blessing for a lifetime of peace. "I'm giving it to you now. I don’t wish for you to be rich or powerful—only to live a safe and peaceful life." There was sorrow in her gaze—the kind only a mother would have in her final moments, knowing she was about to leave her child behind.

I know Juliet has struggled with being here, but I get it living on the streets for as long as she has, it must be hard being inside now. I imagine she feels like a caged bird, but she won’t feel like that forever because I’m going to show her that she’s not a caged bird, but she has freedom. She can do what she wants, when she wants, and still come home to a safe house at night.

And before I could talk myself out of it, I bent down, unlatched the cage, watching as the birds flew with renowned vigor out of the cage. Ezekiel shot to his feet. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?!” I hit the cage, making sure every bird got out. “Stop it!” he barked, stepping closer. “You don’t get to touch my shit!” “They’re not your property,” I said, heart racing. “They’re birds. Wild creatures. You shouldn't keep them locked up.” “Are you mad?” Ezekiel stood there as he tightened his jaw and his fists clenched at his sides. When the last bird disappeared into the trees.

“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?”

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

Danielle dismissed her opinion. “I can’t possibly allow myself to live like a caged bird. It doesn’t matter how posh the cage is. I need someone who truly understands me as I am. Karl understands me. That’s why he won’t throw a fit because of my insistence to work or pressure me to resign. He wouldn’t want to see me wasting away like a useless person.

The taste of freedom was very unique, until it drifted into the danger of unknown, foreign outside world, 'cause it was nothing like inside of the bars," he grazes the yellow color slowl "Don't you think the bird was silly "No, I don't. It wasn't its fault but the man who had put it first in the cage. The thing is," he touches the paint with his finger, "The bird only learnt what the man wanted it to learn. It only saw what it saw inside of the cage, unable to fly in the sky, unable to see the world outside, except that man "So, at last it wasn't a bird anymore "No, it wasn't, it was a prisoner. 'Cause all matters what happened to it at the beginning, at the moment it was born. All the thing

"She's a caged bird, fluttering against the bars. Nothing I can't handle." Yaz raised an eyebrow, a single, mocking arc that sent a shiver down my spine. "Cage, huh? Sounds more like a gilded palace to me. You sure you're not just jealous I get to bring her the pretty dresses?" I stared at him, momentarily speechless. Was he actually trying to rile me up? The audacity of the man! A humourless chuckle escaped my lips. "Jealous? Of you, Yaz? Don't be ridiculous."

I thought if I kept the bird in the cage, it was mine. It wasn’t until that bullet tore through my chest… Until I lay in that ICU, listening to the sound of her footsteps walking away… That I finally understood. You don’t love a bird by locking it in a cage, no matter how golden. You love it by setting it free. Even if it means you have to watch it fly away. “Boss, we should go back inside. The wind is picking up.” Luca glanced at the darkening sky, wanting to push my chair.

“It’s good that you’ve learned from your mistakes. I’ll find time to celebrate your birthday. Since you’re here, you should pay some respect to Mary. She treated you very well when she was alive.” Everyone knew that Mary had hated me and had wanted to shun me. Irene knew that too. Mary had once made me a bowl of poisoned chicken soup, saying that she was concerned about my health. I had ended up in the hospital. She had done that so Zac would be able to spend some alone time with Irene. I suddenly sneered and tossed the flowers onto the ground. Everyone gasped. Irene stared at the scattered flowers and lost her patience completely. “That’s enough, Theo!”