Quotes About Wind

Just as a very little fresh water is blown away by a storm of wind and dust, in like manner the good deeds, that we think we do in this life, are overwhelmed by the multitude of evils.

May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul….You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.

Niech wzrok twój w sÅ'oÅ"ce, dech twój w wicher przejdzie...JesteÅ› wszystkimi kolorami jednoczeÅ›nie, w najwiÄ™kszej ich jaskrawoÅ›ci.

Que vaya al Sol tu vista. Al viento tu soplo vital... Eres todos los colores en uno, con su máxima intensidad.

The wind making my hair feel sticky, the salty sea breeze, all of it felt just right. Like it had been waiting for me to get here.

He that troubleth his own house...shall inherit the wind.

El amanecer se acerca con toda su luz de oro, después de caminar varios minutos contra el viento seco

Sus cenizas volaron por el aire en una danza con el viento, en un feliz encuentro entre el olvido y el recuerdo

The philosophy of mine earth can be summed as this: Sunshine creates happiness, and I create myself. Nights are long and life is predominantly good. Wind is refreshing. Tea is wisdom. Do the best you can, and be good to yourself so that you can above all be good to others.

Wind does not need translation. It speaks the language of men, of animals and birds, of rocks and trees and earth and sky and water. It does not eat or sleep, or take shelter from the weather. It is the weather. And it lives.

When we love each other we are immortal and indestructible like the heartbeat and the rain and the wind.

To be alone—the eternal refrain of life. It wasn't better or worse than anything else. One talked too much about it. One was always and never alone. A violin, suddenly—somewhere out of a twilight—in a garden on the hills around Budapest. The heavy scent of chestnuts. The wind. And dreams crouched on one's shoulders like young owls, their eyes becoming lighter in the dusk. A night that never became night. The hour when all women were beautiful.

Here where you stand, a young Etruscan woman stood in just the same way three thousand years ago—and the wind came in just this way from Africa and chased the light across the ocean.

I felt today when the night melted away into a flowering bush and the wind smelled of strawberries and without love one is only a dead man on furlough, nothing but a scrap of paper with a few dates and a chance name on it and one might as well die

Stand with your back to the wind," he said, "and the barometer will be lower on your left than on your right.

You knew the fate of civilization was being decided fifteen thousand feet above your head in a world of sun, wind and sky . . . You knew it, but even so it was hard to take it in.

In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken.

They are strong," David said. "But there's a strong wind today and we drink according to the wind.

Blow, blow, ye western wind . . . Christ, that my love were in my arms and I in my bed again. That my love Catherine. That my sweet love Catherine down might rain. Blow her again to me.

None of it was important now. The wind blew it out of his head.

The east wind is blowing all the water out." "The hell with the east wind," Thomas Hudson said. As he said the words, they sounded like a basic and older blasphemy than any that could have to do with the Christian religion. He knew that he was speaking against one of the great friends of all people who go to sea. So since he had made the blasphemy he did not apologize. He repeated it.

Geceleyin uyand???nda, kulübenin d???nda aÄŸaçlar?n aras?nda esen rüzgâr?, gölün k?y?ya çarpan dalgalar?n? duydu, sonra yeniden uyudu. Sabahleyin sert sert esiyordu rüzgâr, dalgalar k?y?ya vuruyordu, uzun süre uyan?k kald?, sonra da gönlünün k?r?lm?? olduÄŸunu hat?rlad?.

After supper we went up-stairs and smoked and read in bed to keep warm. Once in the night I woke and heard the wind blowing. It felt good to be warm and in bed.

See Him everywhere. His fingerprints in every page of human history. Feel him move in the wind, hear his roar in the ocean, know his presence in every breath.