Quotes About Windblown

He was a windblown blossom of some two hundred pounds with freckled teeth and the mellow voice of a circus barker. He was tough, fast and he ate red meat. Nobody could push him around. He was the kind of cop who spits on his blackjack every night instead of saying his prayers. But he had humorous eyes.

Not sure how ye can look so settled after such an unsettling day" Joseph said. "I know you're resilient but even strong and solid trees should look a little windblown following a storm!" "I learned to cope by leanin into the wind" I said, "just like you told me.

THE BREATHING, THE ENDLESS NEWS each god is empty without us, penitent, raking our yards into windblown piles. . . . Children know this: they are the trailings of gods.

There was another tear streaming down his windblown cheek and as he replied she lifted the handkerchief in her hand and wiped it away, feeling the not unpleasant pull of his beard against the thin cotton.

He was a crusty old bastard, dressed like my uncle in ancient denim coveralls, espadrilles and beret. He had a leathery, tanned and windblown face, hollow cheeks, and the tiny broken blood vessels on nose and cheeks that everyone seemed to have from drinking so much of the local Bordeaux.

He looked windblown and out of breath and ... virile. What a horrid, shocking word. Where had that thought come from?

Beautiful thing, my dove, unable and all who are windblown, touched by the fire and unable, a roar that (soundless) drowns the sense with its reiteration unwilling to lie in its bed and sleep and sleep, sleep in its dark bed. Summer! it is summer .—and still the roar in his mind is unabated

wee surprise for ye. Fergus!" Fergus, likewise beaming, came from behind a wagon, ushering a slight man with windblown