#wind

I had been feeling a little rum. I didn't think it was anything serious because years ago I felt a lump and it was benign. I assumed this would be too. It kind of takes the wind out of your sails, and I don't know what the future holds, if anything. ↗

— Maggie Smith

#anything #assumed #because #been #benign

Electricity, the peril the wind sings to in the wires on a gray day. ↗

— Janet Frame

#electricity #gray #peril #sings #wind

I think every athlete has their window of opportunity, and you just have to jump on it. You never know when it can end. So I'm just trying to live large while I have the opportunity. ↗

— Hope Solo

#end #every #i #i think #jump

Al Gore is not just whistling in the wind. Global warming is for real. Every scientist knows that now, and we are on our way to the destruction of every species on earth, if we don't pay attention and reverse our course. ↗

— Theodore C. Sorensen

#al gore #attention #course #destruction #earth

Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure. ↗

— Robert Southwell

#gale #hoist #last #man #pleasure

My 'thing' is that I just lie in my immense bed and look out the window at the skyline over Virginia and the sky and the airplanes coming into Reagan. I really love doing that. ↗

— Ben Stein

#coming #doing #i #immense #into

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#come #crying #house #love #many

Under this window in stormy weather I marry this man and woman together; Let none but Him who rules the thunder Put this man and woman asunder. ↗

— Jonathan Swift

#asunder #him #i #man #marry

From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. ↗

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

#brief #dead #even #ever #fear

In this cry of pain the inner consciousness of the people seems to lay itself bare for an instant, and to reveal the mood of beings who feel their isolation in the face of a universe that wars on them with winds and seas. ↗

— John Millington Synge

#beings #consciousness #cry #face #feel