Better my hat than my dress blowing off.
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Quotes tagged ‘Wind’
He was like a plastic bag blowing in the wind.
— Elizabeth Sarnoff, Gene Cousineau, Henry Winkler, imdb.com
No farmer is his own boss—he takes his orders from the sun and the snow and the wind and the rain.
— Andy Goddard, Brian Percival, Julian Fellowes, Daisy Mason, Sophie McShera, imdb.com
All farmers ever do is worry, whether the rain falls, the sun shines or the wind blows. In short, all they know is fear.
— Shinobu Hashimoto, Hideo Oguni, Akira Kurosawa, Gisaku, the Old Man, Kokuten Kôdô, imdb.com
Throw emotion to the wind.
Who publishes the sheet-music of the winds, or the written music of water written in river-lines?
Winds are advertisements of all they touch, however much or little we may be able to read them; telling their wanderings even by their scents alone.
Their lips brushed like young wild flowers in the wind.
He came like the wind, like the wind touched everything, and like the wind was gone.
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live, breathe before it’s gone.
I hear the wind blow, and I feel that it was worth being born just to hear the wind blow.
Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken.
There is a language older by far and deeper than words. It is the language of bodies, of body on body, wind on snow, rain on trees, wave on stone. It is the language of dream, gesture, symbol, memory. We have forgotten this language. We do not even remember that it exists.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold; when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
I loved to sleep with the window open. Rainy nights were the best of all: I would open the window and put my head on the pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak.
If you are the wind, I am a dandelion seed, twisting spinning, caught in your embrace, traveling miles, seeing a sky I’d never dreamed.
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Sustained 200mph hurricane winds are sufficient to strip the bark from trees that are not otherwise snapped from their base.
Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.
Wind extinguishes a candle and energizes fire.