Top 29 Windswept Quotes
#1. Twenty-five, six-foot-something Colombian-American. Unshaven jaw, windswept brown hair, and a never-ending gruff expression. Like the universe just took a giant shit on his head.
Becca Ritchie
#2. Finally, on a windswept, befogged afternoon, the sort in which all of Delhi is wearing a sweater of atmospheric dirt, he went over with the driver to see the Khuranas.
Karan Mahajan
#3. Al Qaeda's vision of global jihad doesn't resonate in the rugged highlands and windswept deserts of southern Afghanistan. Instead, the major concern throughout much of the country is intensely local: personal safety.
Anand Gopal
#4. You can call it nostalgia, I don't mind
Standing on that windswept hillside
Listening to the church bells chime
Listen to the church bells chime
In that magic time ...
Van Morrison
#5. Conversation was tedious; she wanted something big, and she believed that it would have come to her on the windswept platform of an electric tram.
E. M. Forster
#6. It was as if when I looked into his eyes I was standing alone on the edge of the world ... on a windswept ocean beach. There was nothing but the soft roar of the waves.
Anne Rice
#7. What if all tomorrow brings is ashes and glass, and I can't tell you child, 'this too shall pass.' If all the world were windswept, cold and gray. And in the end there's nothing left to say.
Bob Weir
#8. Down the stone steps to the windswept beach, her raven tresses flowing out behind her. She scanned the empty sands, and when she saw no sign of Blaine, a great cry of anguish escaped her lips. She could not live without him! She would sooner die!
Jeanne DuPrau
#9. West, at the wheel, continued practicing his thousand yard stare. Probably thought it made him look windswept and interesting. Dammit, it did.
Tracey Alvarez
#10. I wondered what this odd, well-spoken man was doing on Cairnholm, with his pleated slacks and half-baked poems, looking more like a bank manager than someone who lived on a windswept island with one phone and no paved roads.
Ransom Riggs
#11. Harvard Square could feel like a party on a warm night, full of energy and privilege and promise. Or it could seem like one of the bleakest places on earth
an icy, windswept rat maze where kids wasted their youth clawing over one another in a fatuous contest for credentials.
Geraldine Brooks
#12. Reaching that windswept perch, I decided, would cleanse my spirit and heal my wounds. More than that, it would send me home with a title: The First American Woman to Climb Everest.
Stacy Allison
#13. With his long hair as ragged as rain and as black as thunder, he would have looked quite at home upon a windswept moor, or lurking in some pitch-black alleyway, or perhaps in a novel by Mrs. Radcliffe.
Susanna Clarke
#14. Any curly-haired boy can write windswept ballads. You have to crush people's heads. That's the only way to make those fuckers listen.
Don DeLillo
#15. On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me.
Robert Breault
#16. For a second it looked like a mortal horse. The next it was pure sand. Shifting from bright gold to violent red, fire and sun in a windswept desert.
Alwyn Hamilton
#17. In some African tribes, this would make us married," a dry male voice returned. Angel looked up. His arms reflexively gripping her waist, a tall, lean man with windswept black hair looked down at her with amused emerald eyes. "In others, it would mean we're being prepared for supper
Suzanne Enoch
#18. The Black was looking out on the open sea; his ears pricked forward, his thin-skinned nostrils quivering, his black mane flowing like windswept flame. Alec could not turn his eyes away; he could not believe such a perfect creature existed.
Walter Farley
#19. He breathed a momentary sigh of relief just before his body exploded in a shitstorm of blood and guts on a massive boulder along the windswept beach.
Billy Wells
#20. His great carved wooden head was marked with a black eye that was more yellow than black and from this spectacular bed of bruised flesh the eye itself, sand irritated, bloodshot, as wild as a currawong's, stared out at a landscape in which the tops of fences protruded from windswept sand.
Peter Carey
#21. Everything was windswept and octagonal and finger-combed.
A.S. King
#22. Because with Charlie, nothing was ever easy. Everything was windswept and octagonal and finger-combed. Everything was difficult and odd, and the theme songs all had minor chords.
A.S. King
#25. I remember the 'Scary Movie' series coming out for sure, and I was a big fan of those.
Nico Tortorella
#27. The East is marvellously interesting for tracing our steps back. But for going forward, it is nothing. All it can hope for is to be fertilised by Europe, so that it can start on a new phase.
D.H. Lawrence
#28. We must go beyond organic, as it is currently defined in the National Organic Standards, and strive for food that is not only healthful and natural but also local ... Buying locally means farmers get more of the food dollar, we get better nutrition, and less fuel is consumed in transport.
Kathleen Merrigan
#29. Most hunters can take care of themselves." "So can most vampires of my strength," he said with the confidence that made him so attractive. "That doesn't mean I would not be delighted if you showed a care for this Cajun's hide.
Nalini Singh
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