Nothing has ever been said about God that hasn't already been said better by the wind in the pine trees. — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
The seasons do not push one another; neither do clouds race the wind across the sky. All things happen in their own… — Dan Millman Copy Share Image
I kind of like the wind in my face. If it wasn’t there, I don’t know if I would push as hard. — Tyra Banks Copy Share Image
Like roots finding water, we always wind up moving towards what sustains us. — Mark Nepo Copy Share Image
To by held above the earth and be brushed by the wind," she said,"it's like your heart has been kissed by beauty. — Wendelin Van Draanen Copy Share Image
The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows - a wall against the wind. — Frank Herbert Copy Share Image
Softly the loud peal dies, In passing winds it drowns, But breathes, like perfect joys, Tender tones. — Frederick Tennyson Copy Share Image
Everything is a slave of something else: Clouds, of the winds; men, of the desires; universe, of the chaos; shadows, of the… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where… — R.T. Kendall Copy Share Image
I don't know if I have some kind of defiance disorder or something, but if I'm hired to write something by "The… — Diablo Cody Copy Share Image
The powerful wind swept his hair away from his face; he leaned his chest into the wind, as if he stood on… — John Irving Copy Share Image
All of the people of my time were bound with chains. They had forgotten the long fields and the standing corn. They… — Sherwood Anderson Copy Share Image
The grounds of the place were dominated by several large, old willow trees that towered over the surrounding stone wall and swayed… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Deeper investment in green energy technology will create millions of high-paying American jobs that cannot be outsourced, rebuilding our nation's manufacturing economy,… — Ted Lieu Copy Share Image
The passion for the story is the wind in your narrative sails. Begin at the heart. We must hear the heartbeat of… — Patricia Lee Gauch Copy Share Image
By turning our culture over to the spectacle of child stars and their growing pains, we simply wind up taking their childishness… — Tom Junod Copy Share Image
Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends, And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends; White are the decks with… — Homer Copy Share Image
I think that it is very interesting to write about a team because a team is a group of people who work… — Chad Harbach Copy Share Image
Water, wind and birdsong were the echoes in this quiet place of a great chiming symphony that was surging around the world.… — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
I have hardly begun to live on Staten Island yet; but, like the man who, when forbidden to tread on English ground,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Did you ever, in that wonderland wilderness of adolesence [sic] ever, quite unexpectedly, see something, a dusk sky, a wild bird, a… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
I let my head fall forward into his shoulder, breathing in his scent. "Now what do we do?" He's quiet for a… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
If the errors of my life have profited me one great truth it is this: believe. Believe in your destiny and the… — Richard Paul Evans Copy Share Image
Chilled-looking people walking along the riverside, the snow beginning, faintly, to pile up on the roofs of cars, the bare trees shaking… — Banana Yoshimoto Copy Share Image
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