But the scent of the good is blown against the wind: A good man perfumes all directions.
The DhammapadaThe oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.
The Fires of HeavenWhen teenagers aren’t turning like weathervanes in a high wind, they’re as stiff as Puritans.
Full Dark, No StarsGrief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape.
A Grief ObservedA cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
A Game of ThronesWhen the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.
A Game of Thrones[T]he merciful adjustment which nature makes when what cannot be cured must be endured.
Gone with the WindLike most girls, her imagination carried her just as far as the altar and no further.
Gone with the WindHer burdens were her own and burdens were for shoulders strong enough to bear them.
Gone with the Wind