Wind Quotes - Page 34

• Listen, punk. To me you're nothin' but dogshit, you understand? And a lot of things can happen to dogshit. It can be scraped up with a shovel off the ground. It can dry up and blow away in the wind. Or it can be stepped on and squashed. So take my advice and be careful where the dog shits ya!

  Clint Eastwood

  Dog, Blow, Dry Up

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• And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you." The wind stirred the leaves of the chestnut trees nearby, and the scents of late summer rose up rich around us; pine and grass and strawberries, sun-warmed stone and cool water, and the sharp, musky smell of his body next to mine. "Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed." "That's the first law of thermodynamics," I said, wiping my nose. "No," he said. "That's faith.

  Diana Gabaldon

  Summer, Law, Smell

  Diana Gabaldon (2015). “The Outlander Series Bundle: Books 1, 2, 3, and 4: Outlander, Dragonfly in Amber, Voyager, Drums of Autumn”, p.3834, Delacorte Press

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• It's like one of those scenes from a feel-good Hollywood movie. Where everybody is happy and nobody's hair fizzes in the wind. Where it doesn't rain, your shoes stay comfortable all day, and everybody's jokes are funny.

  Randa Abdel-Fattah

  Rain, Hair, Shoes

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• I couldn't meet his gaze. I stared at the table just behind him--the mess of cards on it, the lantern giving off its quiet glow. "When you gave me your shirt to wear that night, I could feel you. I could feel your essence." The world went still. We were standing only inches from each other, not touching. Outside, I could hear the faint murmur of the wind blowing through the trees. "What did it feel like?" he asked in a low voice. "Like...coming home," I admitted.

  L.A. Weatherly

  Home, Night, Wind Blowing

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• Progress has never been a bargain. You have to pay for it. Sometimes I think there's a man who sits behind a counter and says, "All right, you can have a telephone but you lose privacy and the charm of distance. Madam, you may vote but at a price. You lose the right to retreat behind the powder puff or your petticoat. Mister, you may conquer the air but the birds will lose their wonder and the clouds will smell of gasoline."

  Jerome Lawrence

  Distance, Character, Men

  "Fictional character: Henry Drummond". "Inherit the Wind", www.imdb.com. 1960.

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• The sky was a cold iron-grey, like the underside of a shield. A sharp breeze lifted the hems of skirts and rattled the leaves on the immature trees; a spiteful, chill wind that sought out your weakest places, the nape of your neck and your knees, and which denied you the comfort of dreaming, of retreating a little from reality.

  J. K. Rowling

  Dream, Reality, Sky

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• Three young cats with starlight in their eyes and the whisper of ancient wind in their fur." -Rock, Cats of the Clans

  Erin Hunter

  Cat, Eye, Rocks

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• we can harness the energy of the winds, the seas, the sun . But the day man learns to harness the energy of love, that will be as important as the discovery of fire.

  Paulo Coelho

  Men, Fire, Discovery

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• She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn's wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners, the one whose fallen through the cracks... (iViva la Gloria!)

  Billie Joe Armstrong

  Autumn, Winter, Black

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• Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end.

  Christina Rossetti

  Journey, Doe, Way

  "Up-Hill" l. 1 (1862)

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• If it's easy to be friendly she will be. If the wind blows the other way her friendship will be gone. And I'm thinking the wind is blowing the other way. She has found some other way to be an important person in her own right by hating others.

  Charlaine Harris

  Hate, Blow, Thinking

  Charlaine Harris (2008). “All Together Dead”, p.87, Penguin

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• There's a gang of boys on bikes blocking the road ahead. They've got their hoods up, cigarettes shielded. The sky's a really strange colour and there's hardly anyone else about. I slow right down. "What shall I do?" "Reverse," Zoey says. "They're not going to move." I wind down the window. "Oi!" I yell "Move your arses!" They turn languid, shift lazily to the edge of the road and grin as I blow kisses at them. Zoey looks stunned, "What's got into you?" "Nothing- I just haven't learned reversing yet.

  Jenny Downham

  Block, Moving, Kissing

  Jenny Downham (2007). “Before I Die”, David Fickling Books

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• Then I noticed that my shadow was crying too, shedding clear, sharp shadow tears. Have you ever seen the shadows of tears, Mr. Wind-Up Bird? They’re nothing like ordinary shadows. Nothing at all. They come here from some other, distant world, especially for our hearts. Or maybe not. It struck me then that the tears my shadow was shedding might be the real thing, and the tears that I was shedding were just shadows. You don’t get it, I’m sure, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. When a naked seventeen-year-old girl is shedding tears in the moonlight, anything can happen. It’s true.

  Haruki Murakami

  Girl, Real, Heart

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• Silver flow the streams from Celos to Erui In the green fields of Lebennin! Tall grows the grass there. In the wind from the Sea The white lilies sway, And the golden bells are shaken of mallos and alfirin In the green fields of Lebennin, In the wind from the Sea!

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Green Fields, Sea, White

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.857, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• On my license, it says I'm an organ donor, but the truth is I'd consider being an organ martyr. I'm sure I'm worth a lot more dead than alive - the sum of the parts equal more than the whole. I wonder who might wind up walking around with my liver, my lungs, even my eyeballs. I wonder what poor asshole would get stuck with whatever it is in me that passes for a heart.

  Jodi Picoult

  Heart, Alive, Might

  Jodi Picoult (2009). “My Sister's Keeper: A Novel”, p.112, Simon and Schuster

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• Any man can fart in a closed room and say that he commands the wind

  Scott Lynch

  Men, Rooms, Fart

  Scott Lynch (2007). “Red Seas Under Red Skies”, p.173, Del Rey

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• By early evening all the sky to the north had darkened and the spare terrain they trod had turned a neuter gray as far as the eye could see. They grouped in the road at the top of a rise and looked back. The storm front towered above them and the wind was cool on their sweating faces. They slumped bleary-eyed in their saddles and looked at one another. Shrouded in the black thunderheads the distant lightning glowed mutely like welding seen through foundry smoke. As if repairs were under way at some flawed place n the iron dark of the world.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Eye, Dark, Sky

  Cormac McCarthy (2013). “The Border Trilogy: Picador Classic”, p.66, Pan Macmillan

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• An emptiness rules at its core, a rottenness, a silence when one of you retires to bed without saying good night, when you eat together without conversation, when the phone's passed wordlessly to the other. An emptiness when every night you lie in the double bed, restlessly awake, astounded at how closely hate can nudge against love, can wind around it sinuously like a cat. An emptiness when you realize that the loneliest you've ever been is within a marriage, as a wife.

  Nikki Gemmell

  Good Night, Lying, Hate

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• I stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a time a hundred years from now. In a hundred years everybody here-me included-will have disappeared from the face of the earth and turned into ashes or dust. A weird thought, but everything in front of me starts to seem unreal, like a gust of wind could blow it all away.

  Haruki Murakami

  Blow, Dust, Years

  Haruki Murakami (2011). “Kafka On The Shore”, p.59, Random House

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• Don't talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all. I wondered whether they had books about his sort of thing. Fifty Ways to Tell the Living from the Dead Before You Wind Up in a Padded Room. Yep, I'm sure the library carried that one.

  Kelley Armstrong

  Crazy, Book, Kids

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• ... every available inch of his face busts into a smile - whoa. Has he blown into our school on a gust of wind from another world? The guy looks unabashedly jack-o'-lantern happy, which couldn't be more foreign to the sullen demeanor most of us strove to perfect.

  Jandy Nelson

  School, Perfect, Guy

  Jandy Nelson (2010). “The Sky Is Everywhere”, p.15, Penguin

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• The time would not pass. Somebody was playing with the clocks, and not only the electronic clocks but the wind-up kind too. The second hand on my watch would twitch once, and a year would pass, and then it would twitch again. There was nothing I could do about it. As an Earthling I had to believe whatever clocks said -and calendars.

  Kurt Vonnegut

  Believe, Hands, Years

  Kurt Vonnegut (1969). “Slaughterhouse-five: or, The children's crusade, a duty-dance with death”

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• We talked for hours. He talked and I listened. It was like wind and sunlight. It blew all the cobwebs away.

  John Fowles

  Cobwebs, Hours, Sunlight

  John Fowles (1980). “The collector”, Dell Pub Co

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• Life is funny isn’t it? Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out, just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about something, and feel like you know what direction you’re heading in, the paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is suddenly south, and east is west, and you’re lost. It is so easy to lose your way, to lose direction. And that’s with following all the signposts

  Cecelia Ahern

  Change, Blow, Thinking

  Cecelia Ahern (2005). “Rosie Dunne”, Wheeler Pub Incorporated

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• You would wind up as a cat, I told her. They don't need anyone else. I need you, she replied. Well, I said. Maybe I'll come back as catnip.

  Jodi Picoult

  Cat, Needs, Need You

  Jodi Picoult (2009). “My Sister's Keeper: A Novel”, p.141, Simon and Schuster

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