Wind Quotes
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Electricity, the peril the wind sings to in the wires on a gray day.
Janet Frame
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The wind shrieks, the wind grieves;It dashes the leaves on walls, it whirls then again;And the enormous sleeper vaguely and stupidly dreamsAnd desires to stir, to resist a ghost of pain.
Conrad Aiken
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Vain the ambition of kingsWho seek by trophies and dead thingsTo leave a living name behind,And weave but nets to catch the wind.
John Webster
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House-training, I must tell you, is a formality that can elude young dachshunds for some time; this is particularly true in climates that affront their sensibilities with outrageous meteorological insults. Rain, for example, or a startling gust of wind.
Mary Doria Russell
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I play golf, but sometimes it's so un-relaxing, I have to play tennis to wind down. Now that I think about it, this process is sort of like when I go out for sushi and have to get a slice of pizza afterward.
Adam Ross
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Thought is the wind, knowledge the sail, and mankind the vessel.
Augustus Hare
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But you can't plead with autumn. No. The midnight wind stalked through the woods, hooted to frighten you, swept everything away for the approaching winter, whirled the leaves. ("The North")
Yevgeny Zamyatin
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It's hard to wind down, but then I beat myself up because I have a tense back.
Bethenny Frankel
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'I will ask them all, I will ask them all their dreams,I will hold my light above them and seek their faces.I will hear them whisper, invisible in their veins . . .'The eternal asker of answers becomes as the darkness,Or as a wind blown over a myriad forest,Or as the numberless voices of long-drawn rains.
Conrad Aiken
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The mind enters itself, and God the mind,
And one is One, free in the tearing wind.
Theodore Roethke
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I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.
William Shakespeare
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Not only are we lacking wind for the moment but we have a very difficult decision to make for the South Atlantic situation. There are a possible two doorways which could be open -- and there is no guaranteeing either.
Ellen MacArthur
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Only when we break the mirror and climb into our vision, only when we are the wind together streaming and singing, only in the dream we become with our bones for spears, we are real at last and wake.
Marge Piercy
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Windmills, which are used in the great plains of Holland and North Germany to supply the want of falling water, afford another instance of the action of velocity. The sails are driven by air in motion - by wind.
Hermann von Helmholtz
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Huge knots of sea-weed hung upon the jagged and pointed stones, trembling in every breath of wind; and the green ivy clung mournfully round the dark and ruined battlements. Behind it rose the ancient castle, its towers roofless, and its massive walls crumbling away, but telling us proudly of its own might and strength, as when, seven hundred years ago, it rang with the clash of arms, or resounded with the noise of feasting and revelry.
Charles Dickens
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The wind is the appalling enemy. It is mind-destroying, physically-destroying, soul-destroying.
Chris Bonington
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As long as words a different sense will bear, And each may be his own interpreter, Our airy faith will no foundation find; The word's a weathercock for every wind.
John Dryden
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Autumn rain, autumn wind, they make one die of sorrow.
Qiu Jin
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I don't know, my music has always just come from where the wind blew me. Like where I'm at during a particular moment in time.
Tom Petty
Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
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The earth covered with a sable pall as for the burial of yesterday; the clumps of dark trees, its giant plumes of funeral feathers, waving sadly to and fro: all hushed, all noiseless, and in deep repose, save the swift clouds that skim across the moon, and the cautious wind, as, creeping after them upon the ground, it stops to listen, and goes rustling on, and stops again, and follows, like a savage on the trail.
Charles Dickens
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We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones.
Jack Gilbert
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True freedom has more to do with following the North Star than going whichever way the wind blows. Sometimes it seems like freedom is blowing with the winds of the day, but that kind of freedom is really an illusion. It turns your boat in circles. Freedom is sailing toward your dreams.
Mary Pipher
