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Winding Quotes (page 27)

I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate. Built in Jerusalem's wall. William Blake
We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another, and no sunrise finds us where left by sunset. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of that tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind to be scattered. Khalil Gibran
Edward Gibbon quote: "The winds and waves are always on the side of the ablest..."
The winds and waves are always on the side of the ablest navigators. Edward Gibbon
Edgar Allan Poe quote: "The rain came down upon my head - Unshelter'd. And the wind..."
The rain came down upon my head - Unshelter'd. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind. Edgar Allan Poe
Bob Dylan quote: "You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows."
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows. Bob Dylan
Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night! Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars! Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night! Walt Whitman
Evening of a hot day started the little wind to moving among the leaves. The shade climbed up the hills toward the top. On the sand banks the rabbits sat as quietly as little gray, sculptured stones. John Steinbeck
the cold winds of insecurity... hadn't shredded the dreamy chrysalis of his childhood. He was still immersed in the dim, wet wonder of the folded wings that might open if someone loved him; he still hoped, probably, in a butterfly's unthinking way, for spring and warmth. How the wings ache, folded so, waiting; that is, they ache until they atrophy. Harold Brodkey
I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for me— A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor. In truth it pictures not my destination But my life. For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment; Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid; Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances. Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life. And now I know that we must lift the sail And catch the winds of destiny Wherever they drive the boat. To put meaning in... Edgar Lee Masters
The half-moon westers low, my love, And the wind brings up the rain; And wide apart lie we, my love, And seas between the twain. I know not if it rains, my love, In the land where you do lie; And oh, so sound you sleep, my love, You know no more than I. A. E. Housman
It was how wars really ended, Dieffenbaker supposed -- not at truce tables but in cancer wards and office cafeterias and traffic jams. Wars died one tiny piece at a time, each piece something that fell like a memory, each lost like an echo that fades in winding hills. In the end even war ran up the white flag. Or so he hoped. He hoped that in the end even war surrendered. Stephen King
The whole forest was peopled with frightful sounds--the creaking of the trees, the howling of wild beasts, and the yell of Indians; while sometimes the wind tolled like a distant church bell, and sometimes gave a broad roar around the traveler, as if all Nature were laughing him to scorn. But he was himself the chief horror of the scene, and shrank not from its other horrors. Nathaniel Hawthorne
All you've done is to be different from other women & you've made little success of it. As I've told you before, that is the one UNFORGIVABLE sin in society. Be different & be damned!"~Gone With The Wind Margaret Mitchell
You are no ruin sir--no lighting-struck tree: you are green and vigorous. Plants will grow about your roots, whether you ask them or not, because they take delight in your bountiful shadow; and as they grow they will lean towards you, and wind round you, because your strength offers them so safe a prop. Charlotte Bronte
John Knowles quote: "As I walked briskly out the road the wind knifed at my face,..."
As I walked briskly out the road the wind knifed at my face, but this sun caressed the back of my neck. John Knowles

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