Quotes About Wind

Destiny awaits, a darkness latent in the texture of the summer wind. Destiny will betray you, crush your ideals, deliver you into the same detestable Bürgerlichkeit as our father, sucking at his pipe on Sunday strolls after church past the row houses by the river — dress you in the gray uniform of another family man, and without a whimper you will serve out your time, fly from pain to duty, from joy to work, from commitment to neutrality. Destiny does all this to you.

Want the Change, Rilke said, O be inspired by the Flame! To laurel, to nightingale, to wind... to *wanting* it, to be taken, to embrace, to fall to-ward the flame growing to fill all the senses and... not to love because it was no longer possible to act... but to be helplessly in a condition of love...

tents whose lights inside shone nuclear at twilight, soullike, through the crosshatched walls, turning canvas to fine gauze, while the wind drummed there.

How could there be a winter—even this one—gray enough to age this iron that can sing in the wind, or cloud these windows that open into another season, however falsely preserved?

The weather offered a variety of aspects fit for talk, and the subject when broached was leapt on with almost hysterical enthusiasm, that each guest might express and relieve himself before the subject was left lifeless and limp, on the extremes of temperature, of humidity, rain, snow, sleet, the velocity of the wind

Whenever there is a breeze in the old forest, you might, for a moment, realize that the trees are singing. There, on the wind, are the voices of sugarberry and juniper and maple...

The same wind that crept around the massive feet of the dinosaurs now swirls around the toes of baby koalas.

A strong gust of wind slammed into

An old woman I know who has lived all her life on ranches here and rarely complains about deprivations (she raised a family with no electricity or running water, and can remember winnowing wheat by hand with blankets in the 1920s because her family could not afford to hire a threshing machine and crew) once said to me, "The one thing I could never stand was the wind.

Or was the chill I felt triggered by forces other than wind?

Wind beat at the annex like an angry landlord come for overdue rent.

Recklessness is beauty Ashbery says. When a car door opens in the dark at ninety miles an hour what rushes in is beauty. The wind's hymns are inaudible, the words chased off by scarecrows from the blurry fields. The murmuring heart beatless all those moments waiting to see if you will live.

Lobo: "Hmph! Never figured I'd wind up in heaven...A bad-ass dude like me! Spirit Guide: "It happens sometimes. The "Infinite Mercy" clause is only used in extreme cases.

Proposition II Each grain of sand has its architecture, but a desert displays the structure of the wind.

As a key ingredient in EV batteries, as well as in the production of wind turbines, solar cells and bioenergy plants, nickel is integral to global efforts to achieve a clean energy future.

The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.

'Tis sweet to listen as the night winds creep From leaf to leaf.

LESSON XIII. RAIN, WIND, AND SNOW. IMAGER Watch the pretty snowflakes fall, Some are large and some are small; Look, they cover all the ground, Miles of dazzling white around; But this covering, I am told, Keeps the earth from frost and cold. Ah! and I must work alway, Life's not meant to spend in play; Every moment's fleeting fast, And our day will soon be past; If our work is truly done, It will last though ages run. Of what use is rain? Of what use is snow? Of what use is wind?

Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born of water and of the Spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God. That which is born of flesh is flesh, and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again. The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.

THE AGENTS DROVE another hour north and crossed the border into Wyoming. Instantly, the car was buffeted by gusts of wind. "Where are the trees?" Baker asked. "They blew away," Singewald said.

Winter was held off for yet another day although it didn't even attempt to hide its dark intentions anymore, and the weather was cool and clear. Pockets of aspen performed maudlin technicolor death scenes on the mountainsides while brittle dry leaves choked the small streams and skittered across the road with breaths of wind.

Too baaaad.' The Pickler farted, a genuine ripper. 'Sorry, Mr Perlman. That was a cheeky wee sneaker. Canny catch they softees.' A cheeky wee sneaker? Christ, it was practically a whole wind ensemble. Perlman worried about damage to the fabric of the chair. The

All I am saying is relax. Listen to the wind, feel the water. See where life's breeze wants to take you. Look, if God wants to give you a bigger oar or two, he will. He has plenty. There are times, however, when he's trying to blow us one way and we're paddling like crazy the other. Occasionally we just need to stop and be grateful.

A veces el viento te lleva a lugares que no estabas esperando; algunas veces te lleva lejos de esos lugares, también.