The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
Love is a sacred reserve of energy; it is like the blood of spiritual evolution.
If you were born without wings, do nothing to prevent them from growing.
Your wings already exist. All you have to do is fly.
You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?
Your wings are not just there to fly, but also to shield you from the storms of life.
The wings of transformation are born of patience and struggle.
I'd like to have my wings so I could fly away from all my troubles.
The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it.