It's final here. Cold breezes makes tight squeezes. If you let me go I will blow away with the wind. — Anastasia Blanchard Copy Share Image
As you get older, the heart shed its leaves like a tree. You cannot hold out against certain winds. Each day tears… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
We are sometimes made aware of a kindness long passed, and realize that there have been times when our friends' thoughts of… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Yesterday, after the Thanksgiving parade, Donald Trump appeared at Macy's to promote his new line of fragrances and business suits. Unfortunately, there… — Conan O'Brien Copy Share Image
“She took another step. The simple motion of her moving leg was like a dance, the unexaggerated shifting of her hip entrancing… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
When wild the head-wind beat, Thy sovereign Will commanding Bring them who dare to fly To a safe landing. — Duncan Campbell Scott Copy Share Image
Between my mom and dad, I would hear a lot of Earth, Wind, and Fire. My mom loved Chaka Khan, so that… — Jillian Hervey Copy Share Image
If we do not learn to eliminate waste and to be more productive and more efficient in the ways we use energy,… — Jimmy Carter Copy Share Image
Great people are not affected by each puff of wind that blows ill. Like great ships, they sail serenely on, in a… — George Washington Copy Share Image
Estimation, assessment, looking back, retrospecting things - those are intellectual concepts, and they're always so subject to shifts in the wind. — Shane Black Copy Share Image
In my opinion, the trombone is the true head of the family of wind instruments, which I have named the 'epic' one.… — Hector Berlioz Copy Share Image
To the person who does not know where he wants to go there is no favorable wind. — Seneca the Younger Copy Share Image
I may be 80, but I intend to keep acting until the day I die. Instead of slowing down, I've discovered my… — Steven Berkoff Copy Share Image
You could hear the wind in the leaves, and on that wind traveled the screams of the kids on the playground in… — John Green Copy Share Image
At the great iron gate of the churchyard he stopped and looked in. He looked up at the high tower spectrally resisting… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March… — James Herriot Copy Share Image
“Darkness moves like a pack of wild dogs. The wind moves like a wounded animal. The ground must be full of teeth… — Cecilia Llompart Copy Share Image
Every day, the sun; and, after sunset, night and her stars. Ever the winds blow; ever the grass grows. Every day, men… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The opening of large tracts by the ice-cutters commonly causes a pond to break up earlier; for the water, agitated by the… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Rigel, Betelgeuse, and Orion. There was no finer church, no finer choir, than the stars speaking in silence to the many consumptives… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciosness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the… — Christopher Paolini Copy Share Image
My parents were real classic rock freaks, so I heard a lot of Zeppelin, Stones, Hendrix stuff. Thankfully, they were also into… — Princess Superstar Copy Share Image
I have played in rain before. I have played in wind before. I have played in cold before, but not all put… — Michelle Wie Copy Share Image
