The sky smashed into my face, but I didn’t say anything, because aside from a warm breeze, I didn’t feel anything.

To power the country by building 186,000 fifty-story wind turbines – and running 19,000 miles of new transmission lines – just seems impractical and preposterous compared to the idea of building a hundred new nuclear...

There isn’t a single windmill owner in Holland who doesn’t have a second job, for when there is no wind.

Have you ever noticed how as an adult, all the bright colors go out of your life? Now that I’m not a kid anymore, things always look gray, like a clothesline draped with laundry that’s...

and half of learning to play is learning what not to playand she’s learning the spaces she leaves have their own things to sayand she’s trying to sing just enough so that the air around...

If I waste all my charity, all I’ll wind up with in the end is the wind. Still, I think I want to be the Dandelion of Love.

I’m not an elected official who puts a finger in the wind to see what the majority thinks; I represent women, whether they’re popular or not.

Music gives inspiration…one that sounds windy with humming sound, such can put you in a trance, only to come back and discover some witty ideas.

Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe when it dies?

Sopra i tetti delle case si vedevano striscioni di nubi, sfregati e pestati dal vento, che, lassù, doveva soffiare libero come aveva soffiato al principio del mondo.

I sit alone in a dead world. The wind blows hot and dry, and the dust gathers like particles of memory waiting to be swept away. I pray for forgetfulness, yet my memory remains strong,...

It was not a bed with curtains, but a bed with doors like shutters. This may not seem like a nice way of having a bed, but we would all be glad of the wooden...

Never forget:we walk on hell,gazing at flowers.

…my heart rides the wind and my thoughts sail away – to a land below the horizon where I know you hide from me…

I had the Big Horn river explored from Wind River mountain to my place of embarkation.

Whenever you touch a poem that caresses your soul, breathe it gently for it might be the wind that perfects your life’s goal.

Constantly stopping to explain oneself may expand into a frustrating burden for the rare individual, so ceasing to do so is like finally dropping the weights and sprinting towards his goals. Those who insincerely misunderstand,...

I don’t break wind—I repair it. I am the anti politician, because when one speaks, he farts through his mouth, and the people always suffer.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little...

Sometimes a man must throw caution to the wind.

It will help immensely.

I listen to the sound of India’s voices for the last time . Laughter ripples like water . A prayer is a single note held long . There is so much life here . And...

Day or night, I can’t see the wind. But at night, it feels like I can see it even less. What’s less visible than invisible?

The harmonica has musical wind, and is the breath of soul. It’s like a sad, lonely I love you lost in the breeze.

Fanatics are like debris following the course of the wind, they are swept around like sand, and convinced to believe in what they do not understand.

The wind at Candlestick tonight is blowing with great propensity.

Close your eyes and turn your face into the wind.Feel it sweep along your skin in an invisible ocean of exultation.Suddenly, you know you are alive.

I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder.

Wakati ndege inapaa huwa inapambana na upepo. Lakini inapaa, hata hivyo.

When your life feels like you’re on a sailboat, with no wind to fill your sails, there are still choices. You can drop anchor and enjoy your surroundings. Start your motor, if you have one....

yes” in the sky.

…I recall that day on the beach – the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair…

The exhilaration was hard to explain. It was a lonely feeling — a somehow melancholy feeling. He was outside; he passed on the wings of the wind, and none of the people beyond the brightly...

You can grow like a tall tree, when you enjoy the sun, wind, rain, storms and the stars in the dark nights.

You don’t need to windup the wind to keep it going. It’s the same with my erection. All you need is two AA batteries and one I love you.

My own idea is that these things are as piffle before the wind.

Katsa watched the long grass moving around them. The wind pushed it, attacked it, struck it in one place and then another. It rose and fell and rose again. It flowed, like water.

Dying venture firms are like the walking dead. They can have years of staggering around with stakes in still active portfolio companies, hoping they’re still holding a lottery ticket that could put them back in...

A Boston man is the east wind made flesh.