Wind Quotes - Page 20

• He had no one but himself to blame, for he’d opened himself up to it. Just a fraction at first, like a crack in a window. But the funny thing was, once you welcomed in a breeze, there was no stopping what came next. A wind, a storm, thunder and lightning, until you could no longer reach the window to close it—and didn’t really want to anyway. That’s what this new darkness was. Evil in its purest form... -Paris

  Gena Showalter

  Funny Things, Paris, Evil

  Gena Showalter (2016). “The Darkest Seduction”, p.31, HQN Books

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• At midnight the wind in the tress can sound like the ocean. The moonlight can make a road appear as endless as the sea.

  Alice Hoffman

  Ocean, Sea, Sound

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• O God, when I listen to the voices of animals, the sounds of trees, the murmurings of water, the singing of birds, the whistling of the wind, or the boom of thunder, I see in them evidence of Your unity; I feel that You are supreme power, omniscience, supreme knowledge, and supreme justice. I recognize You, O God, in the trials I am going through. May Your pleasure be my pleasure, too. May I be Your joy, the joy that a Father feels for a son. And may I think of You calmly and with determination, even when I find it hard to say I love You.

  Paulo Coelho

  Determination, Father, Love You

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• A forest," William said, his expression distant. "Where the ground is dry soil and stone. Where tall trees grow and centuries of autumn carpet their roots. Where the wind smells of game and wildflowers." "Why, that was lovely, Lord Bill. Do you ever write poetry? Something for your blueblood lady?" "No." "She doesn't like poetry?" "Leave it." Hehe. "Oh, so you have a lady. How interes--

  Ilona Andrews

  Writing, Autumn, Expression

  Ilona Andrews (2010). “Bayou Moon”, p.55, Penguin

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• I was stirred only like a leaf in the wind, that is all. . .

  Anais Nin

  Leafs, Leaves In The Wind

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• Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.

  Nora Roberts

  Fate, Blow, Ends

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• But…but you can’t treat religion as a sort of buffet, can you? I mean, you can’t say yes please, I’ll have some of the Celestial Paradise and a helping of the Divine Plan but go easy on the kneeling and none of the Prohibition of Images, they give me wind. Its table d´hôte or nothing, otherwise…well, it would be silly.

  Terry Pratchett

  Silly, Mean, Giving

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• Where I come from Nobody knows; And where I'm going Everything goes. The wind blows, The sea flows - And nobody knows.

  Robert Nathan

  Blow, Sea, Flow

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• It was bitingly cold up here,and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.

  George R. R. Martin

  Clothes, Lovers, Cold

  George R. R. Martin (2016). “A Game of Thrones: The Illustrated Edition: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book One”, p.228, Bantam

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• Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. So if you must hate, Arya, hate those who would truly do us harm.

  George R. R. Martin

  Children, Hate, Fall

  George R. R. Martin (2003). “A Game of Thrones: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book One”, p.230, Bantam

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• XXVIII "Truth," said a traveller, "Is a rock, a mighty fortress; "Often have I been to it, "Even to its highest tower, "From whence the world looks black." "Truth," said a traveller, "Is a breath, a wind, "A shadow, a phantom; "Long have I pursued it, "But never have I touched "The hem of its garment." And I believed the second traveller; For truth was to me A breath, a wind, A shadow, a phantom, And never had I touched The hem of its garment.

  Stephen Crane

  Rocks, Long, Black

  Stephen Crane (1998). “War Is Kind and Other Poems”, p.10, Courier Corporation

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• You said that the mind is like the wind but perhaps it is we who are like the wind Knowing nothing, simply blowing through. Never aging, never dying.

  Haruki Murakami

  Knowing Nothing, Mind, Dying

  Haruki Murakami (1993). “Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World: A Novel”, Vintage

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• I rode all day. I cried all night. The moon didn’t glow. The sun didn’t rise. A comet blazed Between my eyes. West and South, Wind and rain. Every way is Just the same. Pray give me a box To hide inside. Pray give me a spade To dig my own grave.

  Gail Carson Levine

  Rain, Eye, Moon

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• Sitting over words
  Very late I have heard a kind of whispered sighing
  Not far
  Like a night wind in pines or like the sea in the dark
  The echo of everything that has ever
  Been spoken
  Still spinning its one syllable
  Between the earth and silence.

  W. S. Merwin

  Dark, Night, Echoes

  "Utterance". Poem by W. S. Merwin, gladdestthing.com.

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• I kept staring into the blackness of the woods, drawn into the darkness as I always had been. I suddenly realized how alone I was. (But this is how you travel, the wind whispered back, this is how you've always lived.)

  Bret Easton Ellis

  Darkness, Woods, Staring

  FaceBook post by Bret Easton Ellis from Dec 31, 2013

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• 17. Butterfly A butterfly fluttered its wings in a wind thick with the smell of seaweed. His dry lips felt the touch of the butterfly for the briefest instant, yet the wisp of wing dust still shone on his lips years later.

  Ryūnosuke Akutagawa

  Butterfly, Dust, Years

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• In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.

  Stephen King

  Would Be, Why Not, Dark Tower

  Stephen King (2012). “The Wind Through the Keyhole: A Dark Tower Novel”, p.300, Simon and Schuster

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• This time of year, I live and breathe the beach. My cheeks feel raw with the wind throwing sand against them. My thighs sting from the friction of the saddle. My arms ache from holding up two thousand pounds of horse. I have forgotten what it is like to be warm and what a full night’s sleep feels like and what my name sounds like spoken instead of shouted across yards of sand. I am so, so alive.

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Beach, Horse, Sleep

  Maggie Stiefvater (2011). “The Scorpio Races (Sneak Peek)”, p.4, Scholastic Inc.

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• He was beautiful, that was always affirmed, but his beauty was hard to fix or to see, for he was always glimmering, flickering, melting, mixing, he was the shape of a shapeless flame, he was the eddying thread of needle-shapes in the shapeless mass of the waterfall. He was the invisible wind that hurried the clouds in billows and ribbons. You could see a bare tree on the skyline bent by the wind, holding up twisted branches and bent twigs, and suddenly its formless form would resolve itself into that of the trickster.

  A. S. Byatt

  Beautiful, Clouds, Flames

  A.S. Byatt (2011). “Ragnarok: the End of the Gods”, p.28, Canongate Books

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• I'm saying your name in the grocery store, I'm saying your name on the bridge at dawn. Your name like an animal covered with frost, your name like a music that's been transposed, a suit of fur, a coat of mud, a kick in the pants, a lungful of glass, the sails in wind and the slap of waves on the hull.

  Richard Siken

  Animal, Glasses, Bridges

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• This is what happens: somebody—girl usually—got a free spirit, doesn't get on too good with her parents. These kids, they're like tied-down helium balloons. They strain against the string and strain against it, and then something happens, and that string gets cut, and they just float away. And maybe you never see the balloon again . . . Or maybe three or four years from now, or three or four days from now, the prevailing winds take the balloon back home . . . But listen, kid, that string gets cut all the time.

  John Green

  Girl, Kids, Home

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• That night the wind was howling almost like a wolf and there were some real wolves off to the west giving it lessons.

  George R. R. Martin

  Real, Night, Giving

  George R. R. Martin (2012). “George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 5-Book Boxed Set (Song of Ice and Fire Series): A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, A Feast for Crows, and and A Dance with Dragons”, p.1941, Bantam

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• With a changing key, you unlock the house where the snow of what’s silenced drifts. Just like the blood that bursts from Your eye or mouth or ear, so your key changes. Changing your key changes the word That may drift with flakes. Just like the wind that rebuffs you, Clenched round your word is the snow.

  Paul Celan

  Eye, Keys, Blood

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• For sailors who love the wind, memory is a good port of departure.

  Eduardo Galeano

  Memories, Departure, Sailor

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• I told you I would tell you my names. This is what they call me. I'm called Glad-of-War, Grim, Raider, and Third. I am One-Eyed. I am called Highest, and True-Guesser. I am Grimnir, and I am the Hooded One. I am All-Father, and I am Gondlir Wand-Bearer. I have as many names as there are winds, as many titles as there are ways to die. My ravens are Huginn and Muninn, Thought and Memory; my wolves are Freki and Geri; my horse is the gallows.

  Neil Gaiman

  Horse, Memories, Father

  "American Gods". Book by Neil Gaiman, 2001.

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