Breit / Broad Flügel / Wing Geburtstage / Birthdays Gefieder / Feathers Unsere / Our Zeit / Time
A heart without dreams is like a bird without feathers.
The death of what's dead is the birth of what's living.
Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird.
When I was four and my sister six, we got a Susie Homemaker oven for our birthdays.
My father wouldn't let me take typing in childhood.
A willing heart adds feather to the heel.
We basically created a computational unit out of two brains.
Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.
The '80s and '90s were the greatest time to be a makeup artist.
