Happiness comes the way the wind blows.
When you can’t change the direction of the wind — adjust your sails
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it.
I love the feeling of the fresh air on my face and the wind blowing through my hair.
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
May the wind always be at your back and the sun upon your face, and the winds of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars.
Swift as the wind. Quiet as the forest. Conquer like the fire. Steady as the mountain
When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.
The wind shows us how close to the edge we are.
The only way to see the path in the wind is to become the wind itself.
This wind is mystical yet tame, and it sings to me.
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.
May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.
You find out the strength of a wind by trying to walk against it, not by lying down.
The winds of grace blow all the time. All we need to do is set our sails.
The older you get the stronger the wind gets - and it's always in your face.
Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.
And who am I to blow against the wind?
Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.
She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
I hear the wind among the trees Playing the celestial symphonies; I see the branches downward bent, Like keys of some great instrument.
A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache.
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