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Quotes About Breeze

The susurration of rushes and the hiss of sedges was swept on by the grasses and leaves of the trees and swiftly the soughing of cypresses and sallows sent the sound through the breeze.
~ Stephen Fry
Shadows were too black, and when a breeze stirred the trees, the shadows changed in a disquieting way.
~ Stephen King
Outside, a gusty October breeze was combing leaves from the trees and sending them across her backyard in colorful skitters.
~ Stephen King
If I am defeated tomorrow, I want to die as I have lived—a shepherd boy, with the sun on my forehead and the breeze in my hair. But if I overcome, everyone must know that the One God, and not Aidan Errolson, is the Champion of Corenwald. Neither arms nor armor can deliver Corenwald—only the arm of the One God.
~ Jonathan Rogers
Zoals de dichter Loe Yoe heeft beschreven: De wolken boven ons sluiten en scheiden zich, De bries op de binnenplaats ebt weg en keert terug. Zo is het leven, dus waarom niet alle tijd genomen? Wie kan ons weerhouden er een feest van te maken?
~ Benjamin Hoff
In this day the breeze of God is wafted, and His Spirit hath pervaded all things. Such is the outpouring of His grace that the pen is stilled and the tongue is speechless.
~ Baha'u'llah
She who is a dancer can only sway the silk of her hair like the summer breeze
~ Shah Asad Rizvi
Smiles bloom when you feel the summer breeze, the rush and pause of heartbeats, and the cool grass caressing dancing feet
~ Shah Asad Rizvi
A hungry sound came across the breeze So I gave the walls a talking.
~ Shane MacGowan
Generally the first week in September brings the hottest weather of the year, and this was no exception. Overhead the fans turned slow, their paddle blades stirring the air up close to the ceiling but nowheres else...
~ Shelby Foote
The thing that attracted me to my husband was his pride. I'll never forget the first time I saw him, standing up on a hill, his hair blowing in the breeze - and he too proud to run and get it.
~ Jean Carroll
I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight.
~ Mary Shelley
This breeze, which has travelled from the regions towards which I am advancing, gives me a foretaste of those icy climes. Inspirited by this wind of promise, my day dreams become more fervent and vivid. I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is the seat of frost and desolation; it ever presents itself to my imagination as the region of beauty and delight. There, Margaret, the sun is for ever visible; its broad disk just skirting the horizon, and diffusing a perpetual splendour
~ Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight. Do you understand this feeling? This breeze, which has traveled from the regions towards which I am advancing, gives me a foretaste of those icy climes. Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid.
~ Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
I wonder that religion can live or die on the strength of a faint, stirring breeze. The scent trail shifts, causing the predator to miss the pounce. One god draws in the breath of life and rises; another god expires.
~ Barbara Kingsolver
A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill.
~ Barbara Kingsolver
carried a nosegay of summer flowers. Winston
~ Barbara Taylor Bradford
Love is just like a breeze: it comes, but you should not close your doors to keep the breeze inside.
~ Rajneesh
Wind feeds the fire, and wind extinguishes: The flames are nourished by a gentle breeze, Yet, if it stronger grows, they sink and die.
~ Ovid
The cool breeze that ruffled her hair felt like something more than wind. 
~ Bentley Little
I start out every morning just as free as the breeze My cares upon the shelf Because I find myself with No strings and no connections No ties to my affections I'm fancy free and free for anything fancy
~ berlin irving ii
Lucille always loved a strong breeze. She said it was nature's way of blowing away our sorrows.' Just then another gust of wind whipped around us. Aunt Tootie smiled. I smiled too.
~ beth hoffman
A strong breeze is natures way of blowing away our sorrows.
~ beth hoffman
Her pace quickened when a small patch of sunflowers came into view. Dozens of tall stalks topped with heavy golden flower heads swayed in the hot breeze. From a distance they looked like a group of ladies with their heads hung low, as if embarrassed that they'd arrived at a party wearing identical hats.
~ beth hoffman