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I am the guiding Light that illumineth the way. I am the royal Falcon on the arm of the Almighty. I unfold the drooping wings of every broken bird and start it on its flight.
(Bahá'u'lláh)

Free thyself from the fetters of this world, and loose thy soul from the prison of self. Seize thy chance, for it will come to thee no more.
(Bahá’u'lláh, The Hidden Words)

Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It's enough to drive one mad: I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.
(Claude Monet)

I cannot paint a flower . . . but maybe in terms of paint color, I can convey to you my experience of the flower or the experience that makes the flower of significance to me at the particular time.
(Georgia O'Keefe)

As I draw near the borderland . . . the wonderful light of the other life seems often to shine so joyfully into this one, that I almost forget the past and present, in an eager anticipation of the approaching awakening.
(Elizabeth Blackwell)

Bursting through his cage, he will, even as the bird of the spirit, wing his flight to his holy and everlasting nest. 
(Bahá'u'lláh)

The third Tajalli [Effulgence] is concerning arts, crafts and sciences. Knowledge is as wings to man's life, and a ladder for his ascent. Its acquisition is incumbent upon everyone.
(Baha'u'llah, Tablets of Baha'u'llah)

The names of those who in their lives fought for life,
Who wore at their hearts the fire's centre.
Born of the sun, they travelled a short while toward the sun
And left the vivid air signed with their honour.
(Stephen Spender)

Hey little bird, take my blessings to the stars above you,
and scatter my wishes to the ones who love you,
Take them often on a trip transcendent,
and sink to the waves and then rise resplendent.
(Buffy St. Marie)

The mystic message of that bird had penetrated my soul and was continually on my lips. I revolved it constantly in my mind. I shared it with no one, fearing lest its sweetness forsake me.
(Nabíl-i-A'zam, The Dawnbreakers)

I address thee from this consecrated spot, to gladden thy bosom with mine epistle to thee, for this is such a letter as maketh the heart of him who believeth in God's oneness to wing its flight toward the summits of bliss.
('Abdu'l-Bahá)

Examine the wondrous behaviour of the Prophets, and recall the defamations and denials uttered by the children of negation and falsehood, perchance you may cause the bird of the human heart to wing its flight away from the abodes of heedlessness and doubt unto the nest of faith and certainty, and drink deep from the pure waters of ancient wisdom, and partake of the fruit of the tree of divine knowledge.
(Baha'u'llah, The Kitab-i-Iqan)

Aid us to become seas surging with the billows of Thy wondrous Grace, streams flowing from Thine all-glorious Heights, goodly fruits upon the Tree of Thy heavenly Cause, trees waving through the breezes of Thy Bounty in Thy celestial Vineyard.
('Abdu'l-Bahá)

O SON OF MAN! Wert thou to speed through the immensity of space and traverse the expanse of heaven, yet thou wouldst find no rest save in submission to Our command and humbleness before Our Face.
(Bahá’u'lláh, The Hidden Words)

. . . the fire of love is ablaze; and when the fire of love is ablaze, it burneth to ashes the harvest of reason.
(Bahá'u'lláh)

I paint ...as a bird sings.
(Claude Monet)

Quaff then, O My brother, from the living waters that We have caused to flow in the oceans of these words. Methinks the seas of grandeur are surging within them, and the gems of divine virtue are shining within and upon them. Divest then thyself of that which debarreth thee from this fathomless crimson sea, and to the cry of "In the name of God and by His grace!" immerse thyself therein.
(Baha'u'llah, Gems of Divine Mysteries)

The Word of God may be likened unto a sapling, whose roots have been implanted in the hearts of men. It is incumbent upon you to foster its growth through the living waters of wisdom, of sanctified and holy words, so that its root may become firmly fixed and its branches may spread out as high as the heavens and beyond.
(Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah)

Erelong wilt thou behold the flush of daybreak spreading from out the Most Exalted Realm, and the morn encompassing all regions. It will put the dark to flight, and the gloom of night will fade and pass...
('Abdu'l-Bahá)

Therefore, know thou that the True One possesseth invisible worlds which human meditation is unable to comprehend and the intellect of man hath no power to imagine.
(‘Abdu’l-Bahá)

Love supplies the impulse to that intense and unceasing meditation which reveals the hidden mysteries of the universe.
('Abdu'l-Bahá)

Observe how dear thou wert that He guided thee to the Kingdom of Light, and how near to His Threshold, that He granted thee admission into His Court.
('Abdu'l-Bahá)

we are the stars which sing
we sing with our light;
we are the birds of fire,
we fly over the sky.
our light is a voice;
we make a road for the spirit to pass over
(Dead Can Dance, Spiritchaser)

How long will humanity persist in its waywardness? How long will injustice continue? How long is chaos and confusion to reign amongst men? How long will discord agitate the face of society?... The winds of despair are, alas, blowing from every direction, and the strife that divideth and afflicteth the human race is daily increasing. The signs of impending convulsions and chaos can now be discerned, inasmuch as the prevailing order appeareth to be lamentably defective.
(Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah)

O God, my God! Stay not from me the gentle gales of Thy pardon and grace, and deprive me not of the wellsprings of Thine aid and favor. 'Neath the shade of Thy protecting wings let me nestle, and cast upon me the glance of Thine all-protecting eye.
('Abdu'l-Baha, Baha'i Prayers)

Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
(John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale)

Sanctify thy heart, illumine thy soul, and sharpen thy sight, that thou mayest perceive the sweet accents of the Birds of Heaven and the melodies of the Doves of Holiness warbling in the Kingdom of eternity, and perchance apprehend the inner meaning of these utterances and their hidden mysteries.
(Baha'u'llah, Gems of Divine Mysteries)

Lauded and glorified art Thou, O Lord, my God! How can I make mention of Thee, assured as I am that no tongue, however deep its wisdom, can befittingly magnify Thy name, nor can the bird of the human heart, however great its longing, ever hope to ascend into the heaven of Thy majesty and knowledge.
(Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah)