Wind Quotes

Ever since I was a child I've always been very attracted to melodies. Whether I hear Jeff Beck, a choir, an ocean or the wind, there's always a melody in there.

Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.

He ploughs the waves, sows the sand, and hopes to gather the wind in a net, who places his hopes in the heart of a woman.

Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.

But, in the end, even a song that's as politically bland as Blowin in the Wind, you probably wouldn't get up and sing that now, whereas some of Bob Dylan's love songs that were contemporary with that, like say Girl from the North Country, you can still get up an play now.

'Anchorman' is my favorite movie of all time and Ron Burgundy is one of my favorite characters of all time. It's my 'Gone With the Wind.'

Even though I love solar and love wind, like most people do, I like the renewable sources, they alone are not going to get America energy independent.

I'm a person that doesn't have that many goals or plans. I feel like I'm the wind and I blow through life; it's whatever comes to me. I very much respect nature. Whatever happens to me, I'm happy and I embrace it.

One learns more from listening than speaking.And both the wind and the people who continue to live close to nature still have much to tell us which we cannot hear within university walls.

The America that we knew as the smartest place on the planet is gone with the wind.

I keep sailing on in this middle passage. I am sailing into the wind and the dark. But I am doing my best to keep my boat steady and my sails full.

With all the knowledge and skill acquired in thousands of flights in the last ten years, I would hardly think today of making my first flight on a strange machine in a twenty-seven mile wind, even if I knew that the machine had already been flown and was safe.

The reader of these Memoirs will discover that I never had any fixed aim before my eyes, and that my system, if it can be called a system, has been to glide away unconcernedly on the stream of life, trusting to the wind wherever it led.

Sometimes the beauty is easy. Sometimes you don't have to try at all. Sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake. Sometimes there's poetry written right on the bathroom wall.

There's no one I trust in show business more than Sabrina Wind. She's my eyes and ears when I can't be there. She weighs in on everything, from scripts to sets to advertising.

There is a muscular energy in sunlight corresponding to the spiritual energy of wind.

An author knows his landscape best; he can stand around, smell the wind, get a feel for his place.

I would rather the man who presents something for my consideration subject me to a zephyr of truth and a gentle breeze of responsibility rather than blow me down with a curtain of hot wind.

The sensitive artist knows that a bitter wind is blowing.

My own idea is that these things are as piffle before the wind.

Given a fair wind, we will negotiate our way into the Common Market, head held high, not crawling in. Negotiations? Yes. Unconditional acceptance of whatever terms are offered us? No.

A woman is a branchy tree and man a singing wind; and from her branches carelessly he takes what he can find.

Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play, Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away.

From the beginning, I wanted to live my own life, and patiently I shored up that desire against wind and tide.

When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.

Falling little wind, it was five before I could form my line, or distinguish any of the enemy's motions; and could not judge at all of their force, more than by numbers, which were seventeen, and thirteen appeared large.

I've been told that I have a lot of energy. The secret is that I use renewable resources. Some days I'm solar powered. Some days I'm wind powered. And some people in this room might think I'm hybrid gas-powered. You'll just have to guess which it is today.

The effect of sailing is produced by a judicious arrangement of the sails to the direction of the wind.

I am a being of Heaven and Earth, of thunder and lightning, of rain and wind, of the galaxies.

Kites rise highest against the wind - not with it.