Quotes of: Wind Keyword

Wolf Star shines on wintry high; Gazing northward by and by. Ice and snow on shorelines lie; Wind and spirits haunt the sky.

Ascarion

Even dead fallen leaves go a long way with the wind before getting crushed.

Autopsy of the seasons

When you loose your power to laugh, you loose your power to think straight.

Inherit the Wind

All motion is relative. Perhaps it is you who have moved away-by standing still

Inherit the Wind

Emotional states change like the wind, and to indulge them only gives them more power over a person.

Rise of the Morningstar

They's a time for sitting still and praying the wind blow over you, and they's a time to rise up and face the storm.

Red River

It is said, in Imardin, that the wind has a soul, and that it wails through the narrow streets because it is grieved by what it finds there.

The Magicians' Guild

Where are the coconut trees bowing allegiance to the wind, the wide open spaces, the verdant green fields?

Monsoon Memories

Were I the wind, I'd blow no more on such a wicked, miserable world.

Moby-Dick; or, The Whale

Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.

Maxims

The wind crooned softly as it dusted the snow against the windows, wrapping them in a thick and fluffy cotton blanket.

Nadia's Song

Beer dulls a memory, brand sets it burning, but wine is the best for a sore heart's yearning.

The Name of the Wind

Too much honesty makes you sound insincere.

The Name of the Wind

He had a bright, reckless tenor that was always wandering off, looking for notes in the wrong places.

The Name of the Wind

I only know one story. But oftentimes small pieces seem to be stories themselves.

The Name of the Wind

He extended his hand, and one by one, everyone put their hands on top of his as a show of unity.

The Keeper Of The Wind

Give people the power of the gods, and they'll eventually run down like wind-up toys for lack of reasons to go on.

Lockstep

Like the first breath of living wind to the sailor becalmed and starving, I felt hope stir.

The Last Enchantment

Live like the season is ending and the birds are leaving, fight against the winds of the fall like the last leave.

LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS

Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.

The Story of a Mother

The grain-fields went up the hillsides. Now as we went higher there was a wind blowing the grain.

The Sun Also Rises