#wind

Americans are the only people in the world known to me whose status anxiety prompts them to advertise their college and university affiliations in the rear window of their automobiles. ↗

— Paul Fussell

#advertise #affiliations #anxiety #automobiles #college

I was warmed by the sun, rocked by the winds and sheltered by the trees as other Indian babes. I was living peaceably when people began to speak bad of me. Now I can eat well, sleep well and be glad. I can go everywhere with a good feeling. ↗

— Geronimo

#bad #began #eat #everywhere #feeling

I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures. ↗

— Geronimo

#born #break #free #i #i was born

I get really nervous if pigeons are flying around before shows. I can't stand them after one once flew in through my bathroom window and went for me while I was having a wee. That was enough. I think pigeons target me. ↗

— Niall Horan

#around #bathroom #before #enough #flew

I could see flames from the windows of my chambers. For the next three or four days we had major rioting here in Washington and I stayed at the court day and night. ↗

— Harold H. Greene

#could #court #day #days #flames

Religion theme aside, most of the time I'm in some sort of comedy and I'm a straight man and it's really just, let's wind this guy up and see him explode. ↗

— Colin Hanks

#comedy #explode #guy #him #i

Strong people are made by opposition like kites that go up against the wind. ↗

— Frank Harris

#go #kites #like #made #opposition

The three years following the release of See The Light were a whirlwind. ↗

— Jeff Healey

#light #release #see #three #were

What a night it was! The jagged masses of heavy dark cloud were rolling at intervals from horizon to horizon, and thin white wreaths covered the stars. Through all the rush of the cloud river the moon swam, breasting the waves and disappearing again in the darkness. I walked up and down, drinking in the beauty of the quiet earth and the changing sky. The night was absolutely silent. Nothing seemed to be abroad. There was no scurrying of rabbits, or twitter of the half-asleep birds. And though the clouds went sailing across the sky, the wind that drove them never came low enough to rustle the dead leaves in the woodland paths. Across the meadows I could see the church tower standing out black and grey against the sky. ("Man Size In Marble") ↗

— E. Nesbit

#night #sky #wind #beauty

Sometimes songwriters and singers forget that. They get a melody in their head and the notes will take precedence, so that they wind up forcing a word onto a melody. It doesn't ring true. ↗

— Don Henley

#forget #get #head #melody #notes