To live on the land we must learn from the ocean, to be true as the tide and free as the wind swell.
You are wind in a stark tree, you are the stark tree unbent, you are a strung bow, you are an arrow.
The stronger the winds, the deeper the roots, and the longer the winds, the more beautiful the tree.
Forget about enlightenment. Sit down wherever you are. And listen to the wind singing in your veins.
The current tax code is harder to understand than Bob Dylan reading Finnegans Wake in a wind tunnel.
The general knowledge of time on the island depends, curiously enough, on the direction of the wind.
Like winds and sunsets, wild things were taken for granted until progress began to do away with them
O heart the winds have shaken, the unappeasable host Is comelier than candles at Mother Mary's feet.
We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.
Come, ye cold winds, at January's call, On whistling wings, and with white flakes bestrew The earth.
You must know for which harbor you are headed, if you are to catch the right wind to take you there.
Every event has had its cause, and nothing, not the least wind that blows, is accident or causeless.
The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.