#wind

I feel that it is healthier to look out at the world through a window than through a mirror. Otherwise, all you see is yourself and whatever is behind you. ↗

— Bill Withers

#feel #healthier #i #i feel #look

The higher the hill, the stronger the wind: so the loftier the life, the stronger the enemy's temptations. ↗

— John Wycliffe

#higher #hill #life #loftier #stronger

There was no wind in all that sweep of sky. ↗

— Frank Yerby

#sweep #wind

Love shouldn’t require Windex to be clear. It either is or it isn’t. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#clarity #dating #finding-the-one #he-s-just-not-that-into-you #holding-out-for-the-best

They knew that love snatched in the face of danger and death was doubly sweet for the strange excitement that went with it. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#gone-with-the-wind #death

Dangerous and indifferent ground: against its fixed mass the tragedies of people count for nothing although the signs of misadventure are everywhere. No past slaughter nor cruelty, no accident nor murder that occurs on the little ranches or at the isolate crossroads with their bare populations of three or seventeen, or in the reckless trailer courts of mining towns delays the flood of morning light. Fences, cattle, roads, refineries, mines, gravel pits, traffic lights, graffiti'd celebration of athletic victory on bridge overpass, crust of blood on the Wal-Mart loading dock, the sun-faded wreaths of plastic flowers marking death on the highway are ephemeral. Other cultures have camped here a while and disappeared. Only earth and sky matter. Only the endlessly repeated flood of morning light. You begin to see that God does not owe us much beyond that. ↗

— Annie Proulx

#landscape #weather #western #wind #death

You...you lost your faith?" "No...just my convictions. I still very much believe in God- just not a god who condones human tithing." Lev begins to feel himself choking up with an unexpected flood of feeling, all the emotions that had been building up throughout their talk- throughout the weeks- arriving all at once like a sonic boom. "I never knew there was a choice. ↗

— Neal Shusterman

#unwind #faith

With his eyes and those hands there won't be a woman safe in all the world when he starts hunting after the ladies.' 'Courting, dear,' my father corrected gently. 'Semantics,' she shrugged. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#courtship #humor #humour #kingkiller-chronicle #kvothe

For the first time in four billion years a living creature had contemplated himself and heard with a sudden, unaccountable loneliness, the whisper of the wind in the night reeds. ↗

— Loren Eiseley

#reeds #wind #imagination

Constantly stopping to explain oneself may expand into a frustrating burden for the rare individual, so ceasing to do so is like finally dropping the weights and sprinting towards his goals. Those who insincerely misunderstand, who intentionally distort the motives of a pure-intentioned individual, then, no longer have the opportunity to block his path; instead, they are the ones left to stand on the sidelines shouting frustratedly in the wind of his trail. ↗

— Criss Jami

#burdens #explaining #explanations #frustration #goals