#wind

Air, I should explain, becomes wind when it is agitated. ↗

— Titus Lucretius Carus

#lucretius #wind #nature

It's just that in the Deep South, women learn at a young age that when the world is falling apart around you, it's time to take down the drapes and make a new dress. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#gone-with-the-wind #humor #inspirational #age

Quietly...softly, God taps on our tense shoulders with His love. ↗

— Shawntel Jefferson

#love #peace #refreshing #winds #love

...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ... ↗

— John Geddes

#innocence #light #love #poetry #soul

P.S.2. I have put in a new pen. And I love you because you aren't pompous like Dr. Carter . . . and I love you because you haven't got sticky-out ears like Johnny. And . . . the very best reason of all . . . I love you for just being Gilbert! ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#love

She accepted it uncertainly. “This will help?” Without waiting for an answer, with that unsettling trust of hers, she popped open the lid and dug in her finger, smearing the slick substance on and around her mouth. Going outside of the lines, as he deduced she did with most everything in her life. When she was done, she looked absolutely ridiculous. Caine barely resisted smiling at her. “It will help immensely. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#love #romance #wind #love

Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#alliance #entered #into #man #marriage

The wild women in his lap,' my father enthused, 'laying their breasts on his head.' There was a moment of stunned silence. Then my mother spoke slowly, with an edge to her voice. 'I think you mean "wild beasts laying their heads in his lap".' 'Do I? ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#breasts #humor #humour #men #sex

А тъкмо заради богатството си я напуснах: нямаше как да се прибирам вкъщи , след като имах толкова пари за харчене. За какво ми бяха всичките тези пари , ако всяка вечер трябваше да спя с една и съща жена? ↗

— Frédéric Beigbeder

#money #sex #windows-on-the-world #жена #пари

Dream Song of Thunders: Sometimes I go about pitying Myself, While I am carried by the wind Across the sky. ↗

— Frances Densmore

#irony #old-songs #transcendence #wind #dreams