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Winds Quotes (page 31)

I envision a style: a style that would be beautiful, that someone will invent some day, ten years or ten centuries from now, one that would be rhythmic as verse, precise as the language of the sciences, undulant, deep-voiced as a cello, tipped with flame: a style that would pierce your idea like a dagger, and on which your thought would sail easily ahead over a smooth surface, like a skiff before a good tail wind. Gustave Flaubert
George R. R. Martin quote: "Words. Words are wind."
Words. Words are wind. George R. R. Martin
Claude Debussy quote: "Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the..."
Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the trees. That can recount the whole history of mankind... Claude Debussy
The Master Speed No speed of wind or water rushing bybut you have speed far greater. You can climbback up a stream of radiance to the sky, and back through history up the stream of time. And you were given this swiftness, not for hastenor chiefly that you may go where you will, but in the rush of everything to waste, that you may have the power of standing still--off any still or moving thing you say. Two such as you with such a master speed. From one another once you are agreedthat life is... Robert Frost
Isabel Allende quote: "His calls for justice were lost at the mercy of the wind and..."
His calls for justice were lost at the mercy of the wind and human indifference. Isabel Allende
And the wind blows, the dust clouds darken the desert blue, pale sand and red dust drift across the asphalt trails and tumbleweeds fill the arroyos. Good-bye, come again. (p. 34) Edward Abbey
Lucius Annaeus Seneca quote: "If a man knows not to which port he sails, no wind is favorable."
If a man knows not to which port he sails, no wind is favorable. Lucius Annaeus Seneca
Dante Alighieri quote: "O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind..."
O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall? Dante Alighieri
Surely everyone is aware of the divine pleasures which attend a wintry fireside; candles at four o'clock, warm hearthrugs, tea, a fair tea-maker, shutters closed, curtains flowing in ample draperies to the floor, whilst the wind and rain are raging audibly without. Thomas de Quincey
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason. Ernest Hemingway
Like a wind crying endlessly through the universe, Time carries away the names and the deeds of conquerors and commoners alike. And all that we were, all that remains, is in the memories of those who cared we came this way for a brief moment. Harlan Ellison
Andy Warhol quote: "Everybody winds up kissing the wrong person goodnight."
Everybody winds up kissing the wrong person goodnight. Andy Warhol
Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee! Emily Dickinson
So my life is a point-counterpoint, a kind of fugue, and a falling away–and everything winds up being lost to me, and everything falls into oblivion, or into the hands of the other man. Jorge Luis Borges
Then Frederica went towards him, holding out her hand, and he raised his eyes from Felix’s eager countenance, and smiled at her, causing Mr. Moreton to suffer a shock. It was not at all the sort of smile with which his lordship beguiled his flirts, but something warmer and more intimate. Good God! mentally ejaculated Mr. Moreton. Sits the wind in that quarter? Georgette Heyer

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