The FCC's job is not to put a finger in the wind and decide which way the winds are blowing; it's to… — Ajit Pai Copy Share Image
As you see in a pair of bellows, there is a forced breath without life, so in those that are puffed up… — Joseph Hall Copy Share Image
We talked for hours. He talked and I listened. It was like wind and sunlight. It blew all the cobwebs away. — John Fowles Copy Share Image
At the edge of the cliffs, the wind is a smack, and D-day becomes wildly clear: climbing that cutting edge into the… — John Vinocur Copy Share Image
And so, perhaps, the truth winds somewhere between the road to Glastonbury, Isle of the Priests, and the road to Avalon, lost… — Marion Zimmer Bradley Copy Share Image
When the wind blows through a wood, its mass is cut and closed by every leaf, forming a train of jittery vortices… — Alice Oswald Copy Share Image
The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me And I cannot, cannot… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
A tree is made to live in peace in the color of day and in friendship with the sun, the wind and… — Jacques Roumain Copy Share Image
“Don’t wait for the wind to push you be the storm that reshapes the sky.” — Susan Shrestha Copy Share Image
Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves! — Humbert Wolfe Copy Share Image
Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
I walked around as you do, investigating the endless star, and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked, the… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
And yet, these insights of connectedness and oneness, which make us feel so at home in the world, are so difficult to… — Irwin Kula Copy Share Image
I heard a bustling rumor like a fray, And the wind blows it from the Capitol. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Worldly fame is but a breath of wind that blows now this way, and now that, and changes name as it changes… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
how does she know it's the right room?' wondered Descant. Oh, I don't know; mabye it's the magical red glow coming from… — Eoin Colfer Copy Share Image
Music is real; it's something you can touch and feel. It moves you - the bass literally shakes you and rocks you… — Bijou Phillips Copy Share Image
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers,… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The last word always belongs to the audience. ... Yes, that is a most powerful feeling. One that is worth savouring on… — Ruth Cracknell Copy Share Image
THE NAME OF THE WIND has everything fantasy readers like, magic and mysteries and ancient evil, but it's also humorous and terrifying… — Tad Williams Copy Share Image
A ghostly side note Soldier boy Miller played a Lucifer-like character in the final two episodes of Joan of Arcadia. Coincidence I… — Wentworth Miller Copy Share Image
How like fish we are: ready, nay eager, to seize upon whatever new thing some wind of circumstance shakes down upon the… — Aldo Leopold Copy Share Image
Apples hate strong wind and damp, cold soil so try and place them on well-drained, rich soil in a sheltered position. — Monty Don Copy Share Image
You throw the sand against the wind and the wind blows it back again. — William Blake Copy Share Image
When the Pleiades and the wind in the grass are no longer a part of the human spirit, a part of very… — Henry Beston Copy Share Image
