As a sick kid, I always looked out the window. The objects of my observation were the sun, the seasons, the wind,… — Kim Hyesoon Copy Share Image
For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I realized that it's insane to oppose it. When I argue with reality, I lose-but only 100% of the time. How do… — Byron Katie Copy Share Image
O that our souls could scale a height like this, A mighty mountain swept o'er by the bleak Keen winds of heaven;… — Robinson Jeffers Copy Share Image
The newer homes did not sustain as much damage because they were built to better safety codes; they were better designed, higher… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Dancing is not just getting up painlessly, like a leaf blown on the wind; dancing is when you tear your heart out… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Feel the wind. This wind blows from world to world and from life to death. This is the wind of dharma. Be… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
Custom is custom: it is built of brass, boiler-iron, granite; facts, reasonings, arguments have no more effect upon it than the idle… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
It may be that the night will close over us in the end, but I believe that morning will come again. Morning… — Rosemary Sutcliff Copy Share Image
I have always loved a hard-faced girl. I get that Alison Goldfrapp isn't easy, and I like her belligerence. She's deeply sexy… — Alison Moyet Copy Share Image
In a future that portends stronger and more-frequent hurricanes striking North America's Atlantic coast, ferocious winds will pummel tall, unsteady structures. Some… — Alan Weisman Copy Share Image
Just about everything significant in my life happened after I passed forty. I was a housewife and mother, but yearned to be… — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
We could learn to stop when the sun goes down and when the sun comes up. We could learn to listen to… — Pema Chodron Copy Share Image
“Flowers need plenty of water and sunshine to grow. Love, too, needs attention and affection, or else it slowly withers away from… — Kerri Maniscalco Copy Share Image
Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish—a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
In our early experiences with bitcoin, we found how few people were building bitcoin exchanges the right way. They really weren't taking… — Tyler Winklevoss Copy Share Image
You're water. We're the millstone. You're wind. We're dust blown up into shapes. You're spirit. We're the opening and closing of our… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If I talk about Charles Dance I am talking about something else, something I operate and wind up and have to make… — Charles Dance Copy Share Image
You cannot have one bathroom. And it don't matter how much you love your wife and everything, 'cause you wind up with… — Michael Caine Copy Share Image
We cannot rely on ourselves, for we have learned by bitter experience the folly of self-confidence. We are compelled to look to… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
Time is a keyhole… We sometimes bend and peer through it. And the wind we feel on our cheeks when we do--the… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
A clear cold morning with high wind: we caught in a trap a large gray wolf, and last night obtained in the… — Meriwether Lewis Copy Share Image
Due to poor weather, low visibility and extreme winds, I was forced to make the decision to descend after receiving word that… — Lonnie Dupre Copy Share Image
But as the unthought-on accident is guilty To what we wildly do, so we profess Ourselves to be the slaves of chance,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I belong with the trees, the wind, the earth beneath my feet. I belong in the land of enchanting things. But mostly,… — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
Magic birds were dancing in the mystic marsh. The grass swayed with them, and the shallow waters, and the earth fluttered under… — Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings Copy Share Image
I decided to return because of Zidane. One day Zizou called me and asked if I'd be prepared to play for France… — Claude Makelele Copy Share Image
This record has a lot of influences that I'd love to cover, like Marvin Gaye and Earth, Wind and Fire. Maybe I'll… — Jon Secada Copy Share Image
There is an Eye that never sleeps, Beneath the wind of night. There is an ear that never shuts, When sinks the… — George Matheson Copy Share Image
See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See,… — Ezra Pound Copy Share Image
Nature would be scarcely worth a puff of the empty wind if it were not that all Nature is but a temple,… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
The blending of architecture, solar, wind, biological and electronic technologies with housing, food production, and waste utilization within an ecological and cultural… — John Todd Copy Share Image
All life has emptiness at its core; it is the quiet hollow reed through which the wind of God blows and makes… — Wayne Muller Copy Share Image
The trombone is the true head of the family of wind instruments... it has all the serious and powerful tones of sublime… — Hector Berlioz Copy Share Image
Before birth; yes, what time was it then? A time like now, and when they were dead, it would be still like… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Neighbors are far better acoustic analyzers for determining the quality of their life versus any acoustic instrument left unattended by an expert. — Stephen Ambrose Copy Share Image
You might say, well, aren't people saying that about wind and solar today? Not really. Only in the super-narrow sense that the… — Bill Gates Copy Share Image
We need to look at less obvious paths, things like the wind in the jet stream, which is very high up. The… — Bill Gates Copy Share Image
It's like one of those scenes from a feel-good Hollywood movie. Where everybody is happy and nobody's hair fizzes in the wind.… — Randa Abdel-Fattah Copy Share Image
“Let us dare to dream and shoot for the moon. Even if we don’t fetch the moon, a million stars may fill… — Erik Pevernagie Copy Share Image
