“Way is, where way goes. As a wind that blows and the bird that soars, into the open blue, where it neither… — Anthony Liccione Copy Share Image
It's so graceful to be blown by the wind, to go where the wind takes you. Just drifting over beautiful rivers in… — Richard Branson Copy Share Image
“I want to hear the wind in the trees. Feel the sun warm my back. I want to see birds fly in… — Lea Doué Copy Share Image
I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul Where I end up, well, I think only God really knows — Cat Stevens Copy Share Image
Love is liek a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and pleases where it goes — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I gotta tell you, I don't have many close friends, and if I do wind up making friends with somebody, it takes… — Terry Zwigoff Copy Share Image
Dream Song of Thunders: Sometimes I go about pitying Myself, While I am carried by the wind Across the sky. — Frances Densmore Copy Share Image
The wind bit hard at Valley Forge one Christmas. Soldiers tied rags on their feet. Red footprints wrote on the snow... — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Hydro, wind, solar, and biomass energy have economic impact across the state and, with collaboration and focus, can become engines of prosperity… — Stacey Abrams Copy Share Image
It's amazing how the things you remember forever are the things you'd rather forget and the things you desperately want to grasp… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
When the winds of adversity come, remember one thing--kites fly the very highest against the wind. Kites don't fly in spite of… — John By Copy Share Image
Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
I tend to not listen to anything around game time. I want to just dive deeply into my technique and visualize and… — Justin Tucker Copy Share Image
Vietnam should remind conservatives that whenever you put your faith in big government for any reason, sooner or later you wind up… — Karl Hess Copy Share Image
Man moves in all modes, by legs of horses, by wings of winds, by steam, by gas of balloon, by electricity, and… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn's wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners, the one… — Billie Joe Armstrong Copy Share Image
The crumbling castle, looming among the mists, exhaled the season, and every cold stone breathed it out. The tortured trees by the… — Mervyn Peake Copy Share Image
Then she took my hand and touched it to the wound beside her eye. I caressed the half-inch scar. As I did… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I see the spectacle of morning from the hilltop over against my house, from daybreak to sunrise, with emotions which an angel… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think the Congress feels that if you only decided tomorrow to switch to wind power that in two years we'd… — Paul R. Ehrlich Copy Share Image
Great winds and storms help fruit-bearing trees. So also do corruptions and temptations help the fruitfulness of grace and holiness. The storm… — John Owen Copy Share Image
“After that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Maybe freedom really is nothing left to lose. You had it once in childhood, when it was okay to climb a tree,… — Peter Heller Copy Share Image
I've lived to bury my desires and see my dreams corrode with rust now all that's left are fruitless fires that burn… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
