Before I joined the project most of the English people with whom I had made personal contacts were left wing and affected to some degree or other by the same kind of philosophy.
I wanted to get an angel wings tatooed on my back, as a guardian thing.
When I was a child I thought I saw an angel. It had wings and kinda looked like my sister. I opened the door so some light could come into the room, and it sort of faded away. My mother said it was probably my Guardian Angel.
We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.
It is not known precisely where angels dwell whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God's pleasure that we should be informed of their abode.
O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
We all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.
Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
To ridicule philosophy is really to philosophize.
They're called "angels" because they're in heaven until the reviews come out.
We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.
I am an Epicurean. I consider the genuine (not the imputed) doctrines of Epicurus as containing everything rational in moral philosophy which Greek and Roman leave to us.
Medicine rests upon four pillars - philosophy, astronomy, alchemy, and ethics.
There will be no end to the troubles of states, or of humanity itself, till philosophers become kings in this world, or till those we now call kings and rulers really and truly become philosophers, and political power and philosophy thus come into the same hands.
Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.
I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.
Maybe philosophy - I love talking about ideas. Or maybe art history. I was thinking about psychology, then I got really afraid because everybody says it's terribly boring.
There is no religion in which everyday life is not considered a prison; there is no philosophy or ideology that does not think that we live in alienation.