Wind Quotes
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Wind buffs up empty bladders; opinion, fools.
Socrates
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Once upon a time, the sky knew the weight of angel armies on the move, and the wind blew infernal with the fire of their wings.
Laini Taylor
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Bigger girls go faster in the wind; lighter girls go better in the calm. Around 57kg is the ideal weight for women in my windsurfing class.
Bryony Shaw
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'Pray, my dear,' quoth my mother, 'have you not forgot to wind up the clock?' - 'Good G-!' cried my father, making an exclamation, but taking care to moderate his voice at the same time, - 'Did ever woman, since the creation of the world, interrupt a man with such a silly question?'
Laurence Sterne
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Hopelessly uneconomic on any substantial scale, since it requires a conventional power back-up for when the wind stops blowing, forests of wind turbines are rightly regarded in most countries as an environmental monstrosity.
Nigel Lawson
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Wind developers have realised the importance of transparent method of price discovery, which was demonstrated in the solar sector. They realise that bidding brings in efficiency, and tariff is right-sized.
Piyush Goyal
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When you get out of school, you just go where the wind blows: Here's an audition; there's an audition. And before you know it, you're where you're supposed to be. And that was Second City.
Jane Lynch
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Some things don't wind up sounding like you'd expect, which is just as well.
Fred Frith
Aksak Maboul
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Happiness comes the way the wind blows.
Mikhail Lermontov
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Success four flights Thursday morning all against twenty one mile wind started from Level with engine power alone speed through air thirty one miles longest 57 second inform Press home Christmas.
Orville Wright
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You look at Gone With the Wind, how right Vivian Leigh was for that. Don't know if that would happen today.
Kelly Lynch
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'She means well,' said Mr Jarndyce, hastily. 'The wind’s in the east.' 'It was in the north, sir, as we came down,' observed Richard. 'My dear Rick,' said Mr Jarndyce, poking the fire, 'I’ll take an oath it’s either in the east, or going to be. I am always conscious of an uncomfortable sensation now and then when the wind is blowing in the east.'
Charles Dickens
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If you think that we've overregulated in the environmental space what I can show you is that we have tripled the amount of wind power in this country, increased by tenfold the amount of solar power. We are producing as much oil and gas as we've ever produced.
Barack Obama
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You've got to know who you are before you step into this business, because if you're trying to find it, you'll probably wind up being somebody else, that you probably don't even like. 2
Whitney Houston
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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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The aftermath of the war is what inspired us to write many of our plays. The whole reason for our writing Inherit the Wind was that we were appalled at the blacklisting. We were appalled at thought control.
Jerome Lawrence
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He ploughs the waves, sows the sand, and hopes to gather the wind in a net, who places his hopes in the heart of a woman.
Jacopo Sannazaro
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My wind is turned to bitter north,That was so soft a south before;My sky, that shone so sunny bright,With foggy gloom is clouded o’erMy gay green leaves are yellow-black,Upon the dank autumnal floor;For love, departed once, comes backNo more again, no more.
Arthur Hugh Clough
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Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and the thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not, and what beyond is in Eternity.
Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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More than anything else, though, to anyone who would write about it, golf offers a four-hour drama in two acts, which becomes memorable even in the tape-recorded reminiscenses of old champs, and which - in the hands of someone like Herb Wind - can become a piece of war correspondence as artfully controlled as Alan Morehead's account of Gallipoli.
Alistair Cooke
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I, who am dead, have ways of knowingOf the crop of death that the quick are sowing.I, who was Pompey, cry it aloudFrom the dark of death, from the wind blowing.I, who was Pompey, once was proud,Now I lie in the sand without a shroud;I cry to Caesar out of my pain,'Caesar beware, your death is vowed.'
John Masefield
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We are having wind and rain here, and I am very glad not to be alone. I work from memory on bad days, and that would not do if I were alone.
Vincent Van Gogh
