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Quotes About Wind

and they could tack, that is, shift their course to take advantage of the wind
~ Laurence Bergreen
After the tranquil respite, Santiago set sail and proceeded south in search of the strait. On May 22, the wind picked
~ Laurence Bergreen
If you throw up," Kles said unsympathetically, "remember not to face the wind." "Yeah, Koko. You're the one who's been complaining about doing the same things lately," Leech said. "Enjoy it." "Oog, and double oog," was all Koko could say.
~ Laurence Yep
Down the violet wind slid syrinx melodies, wild as foxes, mad as love, strange as wakening.
~ Cecilia Dart-Thornton
The fragrance of flowers spreads only in the direction of the wind. But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction.
~ Chanakya
My boat goes west, your's east. Heaven's a wind for both journeys.
~ Chao Li-hua
I have felt the wind on the wing of madness.
~ Charles Baudelaire
The season has shed its mantle of wind and chill and rain.
~ Charles d'Orléans
The seamen said it blew great guns.
~ Charles Dickens
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
~ Charles Dickens
She forgot to be shy at the moment, in honestly warning him away from the sunken wreck he had a dream of raising; and looked at him with eyes which assuredly, in association with her patient face, her fragile figure, her spare dress, and the wind and rain, did not turn him from his purpose of helping her.
~ Charles Dickens
To be shelterless and alone in the open country, hearing the wind moan and watching for day through the whole long weary night; to listen to the falling rain, and crouch fr warmth beneath the lee of some old barn or rick, or in the hollow of a tree; are dismal things - but not so dismal as the wandering up and down where shelter is, and beds and sleepers are by the thousands; a houseless rejected creature.
~ Charles Dickens
The clear cold sunshine glances into the brittle woods, and approvingly beholds the sharp wind scattering the leaves and drying the moss. It glides over the park after the moving shadows of the clouds, and chases them, and never catches them, all day. It looks in the windows, and touches the ancestral portraits with bars and patches of brightness, never contemplated by the painters.
~ Charles Dickens
Hot punch is a pleasant thing, gentlemen---an extremely pleasant thing under any circumstances---but in that snug old parlour, before the roaring fire, with the wind blowing outside till every timber in the old house creaked again, Tom Smart found it perfectly delightful.
~ Charles Dickens
Through the same cold sunlight, colder as the day declines, and through the same sharp wind, sharper as the separate shadows of bare trees gloom together in the woods, and as the Ghost's Walk, touched at the western corner by a pile of fire in the sky, resigns itself to coming night, they drive into the park.
~ Charles Dickens
Era daqueles dias de março em que o sol brilha quente e o vento sopra frio, de modo que se tem verão ao sol, e inverno à sombra.
~ Charles Dickens
But, the time was not come yet; and every wind that blew over France shook their rags of the scarecrows in vain, for the birds, fine of song and feather, took no warning.
~ Charles Dickens
It was a great surprise to Scrooge, while listening to the moaning of the wind, and thinking what a solemn thing it was to move on through the lonely darkness over an unknown abyss, whose depths were secrets as profound as death – it was a great surprise to Scrooge, while thus engaged, to hear a hearty laugh.
~ Charles Dickens
Rock-a-bye-baby on the tree top,When the wind blows the cradle will rock,When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,And down will come baby, cradle and all.
~ Charles Dupee Blake
Today I felt pass over me a breath of wind from the wings of madness.
~ Charles Baudelaire
Buttons and patches and the cold wind blowing, The days pass quickly when I am sewing.
~ Author Unknown
Poetry is the impish attempt to paint the color of the wind.
~ Maxwell Bodenheim, unverified
'T is sweet to listen as the night-winds creep From leaf to leaf; 't is sweet to view on high The rainbow, bas'd on ocean, span the sky...
~ Lord Byron
Go to any sea-port town and you will see that the Sea-captain who has retired upon his well-earned savings, sets up a weather-cock in full view from his windows, and watches the variations of the wind as duly as when he was at sea, though no longer with the same anxiety.
~ Robert Southey