And then the night wind, cool through arches of the years…

“It is not the force of the wind, but the depth of the roots.”

— Craig D. Lounsbrough

I have inside me the winds, the deserts, the oceans, the stars, and everything created in the universe. We were all made by the…

— Paulo Coelho

With multiplayer, permanent death, and an ever-changing world to explore and conquer, 'A Valley Without Wind' might be the place you're looking for if…

— Rob Manuel

No matter how strong the storm, how hard the rain and how vicious the wind there is always a gap in the clouds for…

— Ben Greenhalgh

Their peace and their war Are like wind and storm. War grows from their peace.

— Bertolt Brecht

I take the seashell from my jeans pocket and rub my fingers across its silken, indented surface, shallow as my own open hand. This…

— Katrina Kenison

The odor of bowel wind is known to every human, but the fragrance of book glue has crossed only a fraction of mortal nostrils.…

— Anonymous

I shall sleep, and move with the moving ships, Change as the winds change, veer in the tide.

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills.…

— Cesare Pavese

Words are substance strange. Speak one and the air ripples into another's ears. Write one and the eye laps it up. But the sense…

— Dan Beachy-Quick

The wind always seems to blow against catchers when they are running.

— Joe Garagiola

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drenched our teeples, drowned the cocks! You sulphurour…

— William Shakespeare

“Taking a final pleasure in what the wind can neither proclaim nor destroy, I am a student of nightfall, I claim no other profession.”

— Loren Eiseley

The prime communities of the Southwest are survival communities. Their sustenance is governed by rainfall and wind direction. You can study little enclaves of…

— Antoine Predock

Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.

— D. H. Lawrence