I want to be a free rover on the breezy common of the…

Imagine you are walking down a leafy path…The sun is receding, and you are walking alone, caressed by the breezy light of the late…

— Azar Nafisi

I have always been writing but when I started rapping I was just playing around. My friends told me I needed a rap name…

— Dreezy

Breezy, self-confident Christians tell us how wonderful it is to accept Christ and then have a good time all the rest of your life;…

— Aiden Wilson Tozer

May and June. Soft syllables, gentle names for the two best months in the garden year: cool, misty mornings gently burned away with a…

— H. Peter Loewer

Pulls readers in with an ironic, breezy portrait of sinister high school competitiveness. Deft and extraordinarily accomplished.

— Michael Cadnum

My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die. I counted. It happened on the Jellicoe Road. The prettiest road I’d ever seen,…

— Melina Marchetta

Live. And Live Well. BREATHE. Breathe in and Breathe deeply. Be PRESENT. Do not be past. Do not be future. Be now. On a…

— Kyle Lake

Killing time. Its a very crass and breezy expression when you ponder it for a moment, considering that time, after all, is killing us.

— Christopher

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trails its wreath; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.…

— William Wordsworth

For every role, I brought certain elements of the character. Even on 'White Collar' over six years, I tried to keep the set fun…

— Matt Bomer

With its breezy guitars and sweet backing vocals, 'Norway' blows away any semblance of Beach House's previously bleak approach to pop.

— Anthony Fantano

Breezy, sophisticated, hilarious, rude and aching with sweetness: LOVE, NINA might be the most charming book I've ever read.

— Maria Semple

Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet, Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet, And golden locks in breezy play, Half teasing and half tender, to…

— Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But most where trees are…

— Emily Bronte

Breezy journalistic sentences about wealthy white people unaware that other human beings are real became the rubber stamp product of the elite MFA programs.

— Sarah Schulman