“I chose none to ask why the wind was blowing there chasing the fogs.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Sometimes when the wind is blowing in my hair, I cry because its coolness is too beautiful — Bob Kaufman Copy Share Image
Your husband is lazy if when he leaves the house, he finds out which way the wind is blowing and goes that… — Phyllis Diller Copy Share Image
“Life is amazingly beautiful. Clouds and wind blowing through the trees makes such a sound of music that one can contour to… — Peace Gypsy Copy Share Image
“A great wind is blowing and that either gives you imagination...or a headache.” — Catherine the Great Copy Share Image
“A brick could be used to tell how hard the wind is blowing. If the wind blows the brick around, I’d get… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter woods. — Henry Beston Copy Share Image
John Fiedler's voice was kind of like the wind blowing through tall grass. It sounded homey and it sounded comforting. — Jim Cummings Copy Share Image
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Grief is like the wind. When it's blowing hard, you adjust your sails and run before it. If it blows too hard,… — Barbara Ascher Copy Share Image
Tree roots hold river banks together and stop the wind blowing soil away, there are many creatures that live in woods and… — Clive Anderson Copy Share Image
Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing, under the sky's gray arch. Smiling, I watch the shaken elm boughs,… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“This day is getting older. In fading light, it's beautiful. This wind is blowing colder, and too soon I'll feel its pull.… — The Beautiful Girls Copy Share Image
“To wipe out abuse is not enough; you have to change people's whole outlook. The mill is no longer standing, but the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It was rapture enough just to sit there beside him in silence, alone in the summer night in the white splendor of… — Lucy Maud Montgomery Copy Share Image
“Clearly through my tears I see you striving to cope in this world not so easy for a tender one hard to… — Susan Love Fitts Copy Share Image
A Buddha is not a man of concentration, he is a man of awareness. He has not been trying to narrow down… — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
I believe the poor fierce-eyed child had figured out that with a mere fifty dollars in her purse she might somehow reach… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
There is a scene in the movie where Astrid and Hiccup fly on Toothless's back toward the island of Berk. The animation… — Craig Ferguson Copy Share Image
“I slept that night in the room I used to have when I was a little boy, with the summer wind blowing… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Not all the nurses noticed at first.7 People die, that’s what happens in a hospital, especially the CCU, and sometimes those deaths… — Charles Graeber Copy Share Image
Things don't have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What's the function of… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“The night was blustery and raw, with a chill wet wind blowing down the avenues, and when Rose and I met Françoise… — William Styron Copy Share Image
The thrill of tramping alone and unafraid through a wilderness of lakes, creeks, alpine meadows, and glaciers is not known to many.… — William O. Douglas Copy Share Image
“He said the pleasantest manner of spending a hot July day was lying from morning till evening on a bank of heath… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“Without any wind blowing, the sheer weight of a raindrop, shining in parasitic luxury on a cordate leaf, caused its tip to… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“The flickering shadows dissolve the outlines of things and break up the surfaces of the cube, the walls and ceiling move to… — Danilo Kis Copy Share Image
“Here: an exercise in choice. Your choice. One of these tales is true. She lived through the war. In 1959 she came… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
That wind. I see it's blowing now. Furtive but commanding, it has dictated every move we've ever made. My mother felt it,… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“The afternoon sun was bright above the cloud, lending to the scene a silvery glow that leached the sea of colour and… — Eleanor Catton Copy Share Image
“[she used to say that] each of us has a veil between ourselves and the rest of the world – like a… — Rebecca Stead Copy Share Image
“God is all right—why should we mind standing in the dark for a minute outside his window? Of course we miss the… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image