Winging it, Possibly in a Foreign Language

I’ve posted a fair bit about storks this month. Maybe not enough yet.

“It was a lovely summer weather in the country, and the golden corn, the green oats, and the haystacks piled up in the meadows looked beautiful. The stork walking about on his long red legs chattered in the Egyptian language, which he had learnt from his mother.”

Hans Christian Andersen, The Ugly Duckling

“Also, my legs are skinny. Like a stork’s.”
Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Spring

“Summerlee burst into derisive laughter. ‘A ptero-fiddlestick!’ said he. ‘It was a stork, if I ever I saw one.”
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Poison Belt

And then, of course, there are also the beliefs around storks and babies.

“I’ll bet your father spent the first year of your life throwing rocks at the stork.”
Irving Brecher

“His mother should have thrown him away and kept the stork.”
Mae West

Wednesday Quotes #176: Month End Review

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