Top 100 Quotes About No Wind
#1. The moon shines bright. In such a night as this. When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees and they did make no noise, in such a night ...
William Shakespeare
#2. My room was in one of those turrets and at night I could hear the sea and the faint rustle of eelgrass in the soft wind. The weather was perfect that summer. No storms. Blue skies and just the right amount of wind every day. The sailors were in heaven.
Katherine Hall Page
#3. Here they were, on the only planetary surface on which you could walk freely, naked to the wind and the sun, and when they had a choice, they sat in boxes and stared at littler boxes, just as if they had no choice-as if they were in a space station-
Kim Stanley Robinson
#4. As followers of Christ, we must remember always to build our defense of the Christian faith on the sure foundation of the Bible. If we do so, there will be no weight too great to be supported; no wind too strong to be resisted.
Richard L. Pratt Jr.
#5. No writing on the solitary, meditative dimensions of life can say anything that has not already been said better by the wind in the pine trees.
Thomas Merton
#6. If you've been seeing someone for a short while and the "relationship" winds itself down mutually but not explicitly, no postmortem is necessary. But a real relationship should have a real ending.
Amber Heard
#7. Lovers move like lightning and wind. No contest. Theologians mumble, rumble-dumble, necessity and free will, while lover and beloved pull themselves into each other.
Rumi
#8. Men? One never knows where to find them. The wind blows them away. They have no roots, and that makes their life very difficult.
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#9. We all wind up the same way, no matter what our goals or ambitions are. We have nothing at all to say about how we got into this world or how are going to leave it.
William Friedkin
#10. No tree becomes rooted and sturdy unless many a wind assails it. For by its very tossing it tightens its grip and plants its roots more securely; the fragile trees are those that have grown in a sunny valley.
Seneca The Younger
#11. Shit," he rasped. "Too much. This is too much."
Too much what? It wasn't enough, as far as she was concerned. "I like touching you."
"No one ever touches me." He took a deep, shuddering breath that somehow sounded ... pained, and not in a good way. "Nothing but the wind and rain ever does.
Larissa Ione
#12. Like an echo in the wind, love had come to him a second time and he was more than grateful it had. It meant risking again the loss of the woman he loved, but there was no help for it. He could not live without her.
Regan Walker
#13. My heart is set, as firmly as ever heart of man was set on woman. I have no thought, no view, no hope, in life beyond her; and if you oppose me in this great stake, you take my peace and happiness in your hands, and cast them to the wind.
Charles Dickens
#14. We're doing fine. The fire is no closer today than it was yesterday or the day before. They expected or feared very high winds last night, and they didn't get them.
Bill Taylor
#15. There's an energy and excitement when you're building a company. You have so much tail wind. You're planting new seeds. But it's also scary, because there's no safety net.
Howard Schultz
#16. A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.
John Dryden
#17. The first principle of modern cultures may be their connectedness. Culture is like wind and wind knows no boundary or center. Once there is a center, wind becomes a whirlwind.
Mu Xin
#18. There are no limits to either time or distance, except as man himself may make them. I have but to touch the wind to know these things.
Hal Borland
#19. But I remember seeing a mess of leaves suddenly go skittering in the wind and into the creek, then floating rapidly down the creek towards the sea, making me feel a nameless horror even then of 'Oh my God, we're all being swept away to sea no matter what we know or say or do
Jack Kerouac
#20. Eighty years old! No eyes left, no ears, no teeth, no legs, no wind! And when all is said and done, how astonishingly well one does without them.
Paul Claudel
#21. There isn't a single windmill owner in Holland who doesn't have a second job, for when there is no wind.
Johnny Ball
#22. Tem loved the mortuaries, though no one he knew was dead. Still he would beg to go, to grasp the hand of any adult willing to wind down those plush-carpeted stairways, past the sleek vaults, inviting and bright.
Katharine E.K. Duckett
#23. Without a word she swivels, as if she's voice activated, as if she's on little oiled wheels, as if she's on top of a music box. I resent this grace of hers. I resent her meek head, bowed as if into a heavy wind. But there is no wind.
Margaret Atwood
#26. Living your life with out enjoying it, ... is like eating a meal that has no flavor. In the end you're wind up feeling empty, Enjoy life while you still can.
Timothy Pina
#27. Why doesn't anyone tell you we all wind up married to Henry the VIII?...
...My dear Anne Boleyn,...the only way a woman can avoid waking up next to Henry is to model herself after his daughter Elizabeth and sleep next to no one at all.
Judith Claire Mitchell
#28. His vows of a moment before were forgotten, swept away in that great swift wind. Yet he felt guiltless, breaking the promises he had made himself. Such promises are only for the gulls that accept the ordinary. One who has touched excellence in his learning has no need of that kind of promise.
Richard Bach
#29. I watch political shows for a number of weeks in a row, and all I see are guys arguing with each other over issues I have no idea about. My brother, he loves war-torn places. My dad would always read the paper and tell me I should watch CNN, but I usually wind up watching 'Breaking Bad.'
Norm MacDonald
#30. You make my dance daring enough to finish. No more timidity. Let fruit fall, and wind turn my roots up in the air, done with patient waiting.
Rumi
#32. Indoors or out, no one relaxes in March, that month of wind and taxes, the wind will presently disappear, the taxes last us all the year.
Ogden Nash
#33. To destroy abuses is not sufficient; customs must be modified. The mill is there no longer; the wind is still there.
Victor Hugo
#34. If there's no hatred in a mind Assault and battery of the wind Can never tear the linnet from the leaf
William Butler Yeats
#35. For many years, Sierra had compared the Holy Spirit to the wind, as it said the the Bible, noting that it was always there, no matter how faint the breeze. The wind went where it wanted to go, and its path was easy to detect because it moved objects and people. But no one had ever seen the wind.
Robin Jones Gunn
#36. Water wrestles great opponents,
but has no hands,
and tramples great rivals,
but has no feet.
It slips through our fingers,
but can swallow entire towns.
Wind also slips through our fingers,
but can swallow entire cities.
Matshona Dhliwayo
#37. Even in the obscure vast history of a planet the time it takes to make a forest counts. It takes a while. And not every planet can do it; it is no common effect, that tangling of the sun's first cool light in the shadow and complexity of innumberable wind-stirred branches.
Ursula K. Le Guin
#38. There is nothing more delightful than to scoop up a wild joey in your arms and smell the wind and eucalyptus in the coats of the gentle kangaroo or the deep-earth smell of tiny wallabies. It is wonderful to see the trust in their eyes and the gradual realization that you mean them no harm.
Stella Reid
#39. There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.
Patrick Rothfuss
#40. The leaf lives its appointed time, and does not struggle against the wind that carries it away. The leaf does no harm, and finally falls to nourish new leaves. So it should be with all men and women.
Robert Jordan
#41. Maude Jones, had killed herself with a shotgun one morning, leaving a note which merely said, 'Can't stand listening to this wind no more.
Larry McMurtry
#42. Has he come armed, then?" she asked anxiously. "Has he brought a pistol or a sword?"
Ian shook his head, his dark hair lifting wildly in the wind.
"Oh, no, Mam!" he said. "It's worse. He's brought a lawyer!
Diana Gabaldon
#43. If a man knows not to which port he sails, no wind is favorable.
Seneca.
#44. Butler," he called, his voice thin and childlike in the wind.
"Yes, Artemis, what?"
"If something goes wrong, wait for me. No matter how it looks, I will return. I will bring them all back.
Eoin Colfer
#45. No breath of wind disturbed the surface of the water. So as we climbed out onto the fallen stone the stars reflected themselves in double fashion; as above, so below.
Patrick Rothfuss
#46. Diplomats and politicians, blowing with the wind. No substance, no beliefs, no real friendships.
Andrew Crofts
#47. Be still:
There is no longer any need of comment.
It was a lucky wind
That blew away his halo with his cares,
A lucky sea that drowned his reputation.
Thomas Merton
#48. It is no use for you to attempt to sow out of an empty basket, for that would be sowing nothing but wind, wrote Spurgeon.
Ann Voskamp
#49. Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power, But by her breath her beauties to renew.
Robert Greene
#50. For one thing, I was no longer alone; a man is never alone with the wind-and the boat made three.
Hilaire Belloc
#51. the sour faces of the multitude, like their sweet faces, have no deep cause, but are put on and off as the wind blows and a newspaper directs. Yet
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#52. Love someone and they're yours forever, no matter how much time intervenes, that's what Margaret Grey knew. The sky will always be blue; the wind will always rise up across the meadow and thread its way through the grass.
Alice Hoffman
#53. Forgive this breaking body as you forgive the star, the star whispering in the wind when the star is no more. Forgive this secret none can tell. None can tell and live.
Marguerite Young
#54. Had I paused to reflect, I would have understood that my devotion to Clara brought me no more than suffering. Perhaps for that very reason, I adored her all the more, because of the eternal human stupidity of pursing those who hurt us the most.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon
#55. How do our lives ravel out
into the no-wind, no-sound,
the weary gestures wearily recapitulant:
echoes of old compulsions with no-hand on no-string:
in sunset we fall into furious attitudes,
dead gestures of dolls.
William Faulkner
#56. You & I are here but the wind is everywhere. Cast no words upon it you don't wish followed back to you.
Karen Marie Moning
#57. When the wind carries a cry which is meaningful to human ears, it is simpler to believe the wind shares with us some part of the emotion of Being than that the mysteries of a hurricane's rising murmur reduce to no more than the random collision of insensate molecules.
Norman Mailer
#58. I think that's what finally stopped me. I slid right to the edge. My legs were hanging over. And I could feel it too. I don't know how. There was no wind, no sound, no change of temperature. There was just this terrible emptiness reaching up for me.
Mark Z. Danielewski
#59. Muirfield without a wind is like a lady undressed. No challenge.
Tom Watson
#60. From now on, no talking," Royce told him, having to shout to be heard over the wind as he hoisted the coil over his head.
Is that supposed to be a joke?
Michael J. Sullivan
#61. - Shush sweet baby, I said, so tired, and mixed her gripe water with whiskey and dill weed, but it did no good, so I seen now why lullabies was all about cradles falling from trees, oh dear, when the wind blows, down will come baby, whoops too bad, but at least it's quiet.
Kate Manning
#62. Even in the middle of a hurricane, the bottom of the sea is calm. As the storm rages and the winds howl, the deep waters sway in gentle rhythm, a light movement of fish and plant life. Below there is no storm.
Wayne Muller
#63. The house, while sound in wind and limb, was described as being of 'no character.' We didn't think then that it had anything but character, rather sinister perhaps, but definitely character.
Margery Fish
#64. Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.
Michael Cunningham
#65. I still think I love him more. It's one of those things you never know for certain because there's no way to enter all the relationship data in a computer and have it spit out a definitive answer. You can't quantify love, and if you try, you wind up focusing on misleading factors.
Emily Giffin
#66. I know that nuclear is better than fossil fuels when it comes to carbon dioxide, but nuclear energy is by no means clean. We don't know what to do with the waste we already have and it seems like a bad idea to me to make more when we have so many cleaner options such as wind and solar.
Sheryl Crow
#67. They are gone now. Fled, banished in death or exile, lost, undone. Over the land sun and wind still move to burn and sway the trees, the grasses. No avatar, no scion, no vestige of that people remains. On the lips of the strange race that now dwells there their names are myth, legend, dust.
Cormac McCarthy
#68. The cultural influences in our country are like the floo floo bird. I am referring to the peculiar and especial bird who always flew backward. To keep the wind out of its eyes? No. Just because it didn't give a darn where it was going, but just had to see where it had been.
Frank Lloyd Wright
#69. She was a finisher, unlike them -- she didn't wait for leaves to fall and see where they'd land, or even waste time anticipating which way the wind would blow them. No, she was the storm that ripped the leaves from trees and determined their path...
-SHEgo, 2010
Tania Zaverta Chance
#70. If she were to get her key back, she thought, no one but her would ever touch it. She would wind herself well in advance so that she would never need to rely on another to keep herself alive.
Ekaterina Sedia
#71. If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone
Stephen King
#72. Night and day, wind and storm, tide and earthquake, impeded man no longer. He had harnessed Leviathan. All the old literature, with its praise of Nature, and its fear of Nature, rang false as the prattle of a child.
E. M. Forster
#74. The sidewalk was completely empty. It was Sunday, early April. An icy wind teetered trash cans and turned my cheeks to marble. In Vietnam we had no weather like that. Here in Cleveland people call it spring.
Paul Fleischman
#75. And the wind falls silent, and the birds fall silent, and the wild cherry trees no longer shiver and creek.
Daniel Arsand
#76. As it turns out, public defenders are less Superman and more Sisyphus, and there's no small number of lawyers who wind up crushed under the weight of the infinite caseloads and the crappy hours and the shitty pay.
Jodi Picoult
#77. We were in the shadow of the mountains, the light was cool and quiet and no wind was stirring. The aspen trunks were slightly greenish and the leaves were a vibrant yellow.
Ansel Adams
#78. Change sucks. No one's going to argue about that. Change is hard and painful and sometimes we wind up losing things we wanted to keep forever.
Seanan McGuire
#79. No matter how bad a state of mind you may get into, if you keep strong and hold out, eventually the floating clouds must vanish and the withering wind must cease.
Dogen
#80. I think I was born making up stories in my head. I wrote my first play when I was 5. No, I couldn't write yet. It was with a stick on a piece of paper that floated by on the wind, and it was about a girl named Cindy. The fact that it closely resembled Cinderella is pure coincidence.
Darynda Jones
#81. As Michel de Montaigne observed, "No wind favors him who has no destined port.
John C. Maxwell
#82. No delicate breeze brings comfort with icy breath of wind
to the hearts which pant on the flames.
Seneca.
#83. I could pretend that I was ok
I wind around the parties, drink in hand
I could pretend when you went away
That I had changed and I no longer hear the band
Corinne Bailey Rae
#84. They know no urge of seasons; they feel no kiss of sun, no lash of wind and weather. They live forever by not living at all.
Aldo Leopold
#85. Trust what you know; have faith in where you go; if there's no wind, row; or go with the flow.
Ed Parrish III
#86. Elisa thought how empty the prayers sounded. The words rattled around in the ancient rafters and then returned to them like dead leaves falling from the trees. No life. No shade of hope. Only a cold wind that blew into their very souls.
Bodie Thoene
#87. I was a reluctant convert, and I am by no means a zealot. But the evidence is compelling: to write off wind-power is either ill-informed or dishonest.
Jonathan Dimbleby
#88. Well, I aren't like a bird-clapper, forced to make a rattle when the wind blows on me. I can keep my own counsel when there's no good i' speaking.
George Eliot
#89. I want to know:
Why is a horse noble and the dove beloved
but no one keeps a pet vulture in a gilded cage.
Why is the humble clover trodden upon rather than the red tulip.
I want to see anew and wash the words of the world
in wind and rain.
Sohrab Sepehri
#90. No voice comes from outer space, from the folds of dust and carpets of wind to tell us that this is the way it was meant to happen, that if only we knew how long the ruins would last we would never complain.
Mark Strand
#91. Without the story - in which everyone living, unborn and dead, participates - men are no more than bits of paper blown on the cold wind.
George Mackay Brown
#92. Mineral cactai, quicksilver lizards in the adobe walls, the bird that punctures space, thirst, tedium, clouds of dust, impalpable epiphanies of wind. The pines taught me to talk to myself. In that garden I learnedto send myself off. Later there were no gardens.
Octavio Paz
#93. Courage gives a leader the ability to stand straight and not sway, no matter which way the wind blows.
Mike Krzyzewski
#94. Follow your heart wherever it takes you. Nobody knows where the wind blows. No one can say.
Mario Frangoulis
#95. Now gently settles like dust in a shaft - for one moment there is no one else - only the wind like the hiss of an ice skate ...
John Geddes
#96. No matter how wild the winds or rough the seas of life, libraries stand ready, beaming their reliable lights, guiding us toward knowledge, pleasure, consolation, wisdom, and hope.
Nancy Thayer
#97. To count a few gulls makes the journey happy.
In the reedy bend, under the willow bank,
My wife and children smile with me.
The moment I fall asleep, wind and waves are quiet;
No glory, no disgrace, and not a single worry.
Wu Cheng'en
#98. I've been crazy lucky that I've never had a day job. I get really close to having no money, then I always wind up getting some kind of great job.
Emily Meade
#99. I dwell no more in Arcady, But when the sky is blue with May, And birds are blithe and winds are free, I know what message is for me, For I have been in Arcady.
Louise Chandler Moulton
#100. But she could not reduce her vision to words, since it was no single shape coloured upon the dark, but rather a general excitement, an atmosphere, which, when she tried to visualize it, took form as a wind scouring the flanks of the northern hills and flashing light upon cornfields and pools.
Virginia Woolf
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