I choose to love you in silence… For in silence I find no rejection, I choose to love you in loneliness… For in loneliness no one owns you but me, I choose to adore you from a distance… For distance will shield me from pain, I choose to kiss yo...
At the Moor Wanderer in the black wind; quietly the dry reeds whisper In the stillness of the moor. In the gray sky A flock of wild birds follows; Slanting over gloomy waters. Turmoil. In decayed hut The spirit of putrescence flutters with black wing...
Finbar: [the IRA have just gunned down several Black and Tans] Mercenaries! That were paid to come over here to make us crawl, and to wipe us out. We've just sent a message to the British cabinet that will echo and reverbarate around the world! If th...
Damien: Give me your letters, Chris. [Damien holds out his hand. Chris just looks at him] Damien: Give me your letters, Chris! Chris: I didn't know what to write. And Mam can't read. [Damien lets his hand fall, sighs] Chris: Just tell her I love her....
As I age in the world it will rise and spread, and be for this place horizon and orison, the voice of its winds. I have made myself a dream to dream of its rising, that has gentled my nights. Let me desire and wish well the life these trees may live ...
Wind to a sailor is what money is to life on shore.
Kites rise highest against the wind - not with it.
Winter Liar" by Liam Doyle the Incubus What come once here will never come again, no matter monument nor memory; all sunwarmed green succumbs to winter's wind. And you, my love, were also my best friend, and had your life to live. The tragedy was not...
Oaths are but words, and words are but wind.
There was no wind in all that sweep of sky.
Popular applause veers with the wind.
Wisdom sails with wind and time.
Wind is renewable. Turbines are not.
The wind is the moon's imagination wandering.
The wind and sky know that there is no joy in unlimited freedom
Rush to danger; wind up nowhere.
God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.
Love is wind for the soul
A lot of Hollywood couples get married young and wind up growing out of their relationship.
The kingdom of reflection is at the mercy of the wind!
Rhett Butler: What a woman.
