Winds From The East Quotes

#1. This was a townscape raised in the teeth of cold winds from the east; a city of winding cobbled streets and haughty pillars; a city of dark nights and candlelight, and intellect.

Alexander McCall Smith

#2. I love you, Trace. I always have. Just remember that, okay? Hold on to it. No matter what I say or what I do ... and trust me, I'll do some terrible things. Just know. I love you. With every fiber of my being.

Rachel Van Dyken

#3. One ship drives east and other drives west by the same winds that blow. It's the set of the sails and not the gales that determines the way they go.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

#4. The credit which the apparent conformity with recognized scientific standards can gain for seemingly simple but false theories may, as the present instance shows, have grave consequences.

Friedrich August Von Hayek

#5. Secure in his flight
Rider on the constant winds
Hawk flies through his days

Looks then to the east
Prompted by fate's gentle breeze
Changes his intent

Fate's gentle breezes
Move the mighty heart to change
Destiny remade

Steve Robison

#6. In a world that has no heaven the earth becomes an abyss.
And the poem is one of its consolation prizes.
One of the qualities of the winds, north or south

Mahmoud Darwish

#7. For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise, And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow; Or weigh the light that in the east doth rise; Or weigh the thought that from man's mind doth flow.

Edmund Spenser

#8. The winds of wrath came driving him, and blindly in the foam he fled from west to east, and errandless, unheralded he homeward sped.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#9. One ship goes East another West, By the self-same winds that blow; 'Tis the set of the sail and not the gale Which determines the way they go.

Eric Butterworth

#10. I was east of Skepticism and north of Faith, with an unsettled compass and variable winds. But I could offer up a prayer as well as the next man, and leave it to Heaven to judge the result.

Robert Charles Wilson

#11. The memoirist, like the poet and the novelist, must engage the world, because engagement makes experience, experience makes wisdom, and finally it's the wisdom-or rather the movement toward it-that counts.

Vivian Gornick

#12. Let the winds come from the sea and blow seeds about, seeds of the north, south, east, and west. Let the moths beat their wings against the windows and the fishermen cast curious glances. Let them come, let them return, let them reach.

Margaret Cezair-Thompson

#13. I like to learn the lines and not get any precontrived things in my head about the part. Just get on stage and see what the other actors are doing, and respond to them as honestly as I can.

John Mahoney

#14. To be in continual ecstasies over nature shows poverty of imagination. In comparison with what my imagination can give me, all these streams and rocks are trash, and nothing else.

Anton Chekhov

#15. We have a great deal more kindness than is ever spoken. (Despite) all the selfishness that chills like east winds the world, the whole human family is bathed with an element of love like a fine ether ... The effect of the indulgence of this human affection is a certain cordial exhilaration.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#16. The bitter winds in February were sometimes called the First East Winds, but the longing for spring somehow made them seem more piercing.

Eiji Yoshikawa

#17. The winds were blowing from west to east, pushing Abby's boat toward the rocks as Abby struggled with the autopilots below. If Wild Eyes reached those islands, she wouldn't run aground, keel in the sand. She would be smashed into pieces.

Abby Sunderland

#18. The best way to come to terms with anything that is out of harmony is never to fear it - that gives it power. Bring good influences to bear upon it; make yourself a good example.

Peace Pilgrim

#19. Some have held that there are only four winds: Solanus from the east; Auster from the south; Favonius from due west; Septentrio from the north. But more careful investigators tell us that there are eight.

Marcus Vitruvius Pollio

#20. It was a day of winter east wind, and I had now for some time entered into that dreary fellowship with the winds and their changes, so little known, so incomprehensible by the healthy. The north and east owned a terrific influence, making all pain more poignant, all sorrow sadder.

Charlotte Bronte