A Quote by Ernest K. Gann

It's remarkable how quickly a good and favorable wind can sweep away the maddening frustrations of shore living. — © Ernest K. Gann
It's remarkable how quickly a good and favorable wind can sweep away the maddening frustrations of shore living.
Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play, Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away.
When the thick layers of dark clouds occupy the sky, if there is no wind at all to sweep them away, start blowing with courage and belief
I know that after my death a pile of rubbish will be heaped on my grave, but the wind of History will sooner or later sweep it away without mercy.
It is remarkable that there is little or nothing to be remembered written on the subject of getting a living: how to make getting a living not merely honest and honorable, but altogether inviting and glorious; for if getting a living is not so, then living is not.
There was no wind in all that sweep of sky.
Do not seek earthly glory in any matter, for it is extinguished for him who loves it. In its time it blows on a man like a strong wind, and then quickly, taking from him the fruits of his good works, it goes away from him, laughing at his foolishness.
but they had also settled into the maddening familiarity of friendship; maddening for her at least.
The truest art I would strive for in any work would be to give the page the same qualities as earth: weather would land on it harshly; light would elucidate the most difficult truths; wind would sweep away obtuse padding.
It's a very remarkable story." "Remarkable's a well-chosen word. It doesn't give you away.
It's a maddening thing in itself to look at an old poem of yours. To translate it is even more maddening.
Selfishness is the most constant of human motives. Patriotism, humanity, or the love of God may lead to sporadic outbursts sweep away the heaped-up wrongs of centuries; but they languish at times, while the love of self works on ceaselessly, unwearyingly,burrowing always at the very root of life, and heaping up fresh wrongs for other centuries to sweep away.
Sssh says the ocean Sssh says the small wave at the shore sssh not so violent, not so proud, not so remarkable. Sssh says the surf crowding around the outcrops, washing the shore. Sssh, they say to people, this is our Earth, our eternity.
If a man knows not to which port he sails, no wind is favorable.
If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind is favorable.
To the person who does not know where he wants to go there is no favorable wind.
If you were a bird, and lived on high, You'd lean on the wind when the wind came by, You'd say to the wind when it took you away: 'That's where I wanted to go today!
This site uses cookies to ensure you get the best experience. More info...
Got it!