One cannot serve this Eros without becoming a stranger in society as it is today; one cannot commit oneself to this form of love without incurring a mortal wound.
The wind and the sun are free.
Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon.
I throw back my head, and, feeling free as the wind, breathe in the fresh mountain air. Although I am heavy-hearted, my spirits are rising. To walk in nature is always good medicine.
Nature never hurries: atom by atom, little by little, she achieves her work. The lesson one learns from yachting or planting is the manners of Nature; patience with the delays of wind and sun, delays of the seasons, bad weather, excess or lack of water.
We are facing a stiff wind right now, but if we persist and keep fighting back, we will prevail.
It is hard for people who have not lived in Los Angeles to realize how radically the Santa Ana figures in the local imagination. . . . The wind shows us how close to the edge we are.
The generation of mankind is like the generation of leaves. The wind scatters the leaves on the ground, but the living tree burgeons with leaves again in the spring.
What, nephew, said the king, is the wind in that door?
There are certain episodes that on the page I thought, "Oh boy, this is going to be the funniest episode. " And there are other ones that went in, fingers crossed, saying, "Oh well, let's hope something good comes out of it. " Oftentimes, those ones wind up being the best ones.
Just sit tight. Reinforcements should be here soon. Hopefully nothing happens before-" Lightning crackled overhead. The wind picked up with a vengeance. Worksheets flew into the Grand Canyon, and the entire bridge shuddered. Kids screamed, stumbling and grabbing the rails. "I had to say something," Hedge grumbled. He bellowed into his megaphone: "Everyone inside! The cow says moo! Off the skywalk!" "I thought you said this thing was stable!" Jason shouted over the wind. "Under normal circumstances," Hedge agreed, "which these aren't.
In my time it was different. When I knew the wind was strong, I attacked myself to make the race as hard as possible.
Yes, and there were changes of light on landscapes and changes of direction of the wind and the force of the wind and weather. That whole scene is too important in Homer to neglect.
The beast attempts a beautific look that could be mistaken for a bout of painful wind.
It is a feeling that no matter what the ideas or conduct of others, there is a unique rightness and beauty to life which can be shared in openness, in wind and sunlight, with a fellow human being who believes in the same basic principles.
To destroy abuses is not enough; Habits must also be changed. The windmill has gone, but the wind is still there. " ~old man G--- to Monseigneur Bienvenu Myriel
Wind is the loving Wooer of waters; Wind blends together Billows all-foaming. Spirit of man, Thou art like unto water! Fortune of man, Thou art like unto wind!
As the spiral of modern art history continues to wind down, we can see the increasing demand for tradition in the visual arts.
Momma said that ghosts couldn't move over water. That's why Africans got trapped in the Americas. . They kept moving us over the water, stealing us away from our ghosts and ancestors, who cried salty rivers into the sand. That's where Momma was now, wailing at the water's edge, while her girls were pulled out of sight under white sails that cracked in the wind.
Your breath upon the wind shall surely lodge within some breast. Ask not whose breast it is. See only that the breath itself be pure.