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Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as darkness fell. There is nothing in all the world I like better than the trumpet of the swan.

E.B. White
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All our geese are swans.

Henry Burton
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We don't choose whom we love,” he told Maura, so gently that she knew he knew. If she wasn't going to be loved in return, she would have liked not to be pitied for it. She got neither of these wishes. “But people have this advantage over swans, to put their unwise loves aside and love another. Not me. I'm too much swan for that.

Karen Joy Fowler
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To ugly ducklings everywhere,Don't worry about those fluffy yellow morons:They'll never get to be swans

Zoë Marriott, The Swan Kingdom
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Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.

Munia Khan
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You think that upon the score of fore-knowledge and divining I am infinitely inferior to the swans. When they perceive approaching death they sing more merrily than before because of the joy they have in going to the God they serve.

Socrates
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Every morningbefore the birds starttrilling me their stories,I give birth to a new lovethrough my same old heartwhen a lake’s placidityfinds life in the swans breathOnly for you...From the poem 'Only For You

Munia Khan, To Evince the Blue
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It doesn't matter if you're born in a duck yard, so long as you are hatched from a swan's egg!

Hans Christian Andersen, The Ugly Duckling
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I dream that one day I would be a published writer and people would read my books - if not, I would be living in the mountains in a small hut, near a pond where swans swim, writing a diary for myself.

Srinidhi.R
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Your heart plays a song like a broken music box, but nothing ever sounded quite so beautiful to me. Together, in the dance of wounded-wing swans we’ll rise above the ruins, melting into the golden light.

John Mark Green
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