“We will meet again. I will come to you like the wind, from nowhere. Remember the face of this Comanche. I am… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
While sleeping in a hammock, with the touch of a warm wind we remember why we are in love with the life! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past? And with its crutch, its old age, and its… — Jimi Hendrix Copy Share Image
