Caged Bird Quotes

“You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing, and you're terrified somebody's going to stick you in a cage. Well, baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somaliland. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”
― George Axelrod

“There shall come a day when Birds shall be free... :) and humans will see...”
― K. Hari Kumar

“One day I asked a wingless bird what will she do now. She replied, “If I can’t fly than I shall run. If I can’t run I shall walk. If I can’t walk I shall crawl. But I will never be stuck in cage.”
― Joyce Guo

“If it weren’t for her setting me free, I may still be a caged bird today, holding my own daughter captive on a shit-laden perch.”
― Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina

“You have that look -- the look of all runaways. But I will tell you what I tell my children. The caged bird sings sadly and dies quickly. Your heartstrings are not shoelaces -- they were never meant to be knotted. It is important to set things free. You begin with yourself. And maybe a tissue.”
― Angela Panayotopulos, The Wake Up

“a bird in a gilded cage of my own creation. through the door to my cage is open wide. I remain perched here as though. my wings have been clipped. many a time I have stood there. unsure of what lies be on the door. so I remain here watching the world. never daring to reach out are take. a steep that would free. not just my body but my heart and soul. as well so I remain a bird in a cage. of my own creation never daring to spread. my wings for I may fall. not just to the ground but to the cold. and the uncaring world below.”
― Billy futch

“Judging art is like caging a bird. Instead of seeing it soar, you can only watch it flutter.”
― Ron Brackin

“There was something about those birds in the glass aviary that was foreboding and sad. They could fly, but they had no sky. The one who had escaped- the homing pigeon- was mourned, but shouldn't he have been celebrated? He had freedom; he had escaped his predictable route between Malibu and Bel-Air and was now flying in bigger and brighter skies, with a flight plan that was spontaneous and new.
And then there was the girl: I had forced myself to forget her but was only successful for an hour or two, and then she would creep back in, the way a spider returns to a musty corner of a room to spin her web.”
― Alex Brunkhorst, The Gilded Life of Matilda Duplaine

“In a captive environment, why wish for the union? A caged bird remembers no water or food.”
― Habibullah Bulbul

“Costermongers crowded the thoroughfare, hawking their wares with impatient cries. They sold everything imaginable: ropes of onions and braces of dead game, teapots, flowers, matches, and caged larks and nightingales. This last presented frequent problems to the Hathaways, as Beatrix was determined to rescue every living creature she saw. Many a bird had been reluctantly purchased by their brother-in-law, Mr. Rohan, and set free at their country estate. Rohan swore that by now he had purchased half the avian population in Hampshire.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Tempt Me at Twilight

“She stopped to inspect some of the blossoms on the almond trees and watched the butterflies flap tiny wings from the bushes to the skies. Oh, to have such freedom. Like a bird, they were not confined to the king's palaces or a specific set of rooms. If she thought on it overmuch, she had to admit that in her new life she felt more like a bird caged than one set free. And she missed her family. Not Mordecai, for she saw him often, but her cousins, their wives, the children. Especially the children. How long had it been since she had chased Isha through the house and taught the children of Noah!
She walked past the almond trees, forcing her mind to ponder the beauty around her. Gratitude was a better choice than lonely complaints.”
― Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia:

“In a captive environment, why wish for the union? A caged bird remembers no water or food.”
― Habibullah Bulbul - حبیب الله بلبل