Top 1200 Autumn Wind Quotes & Sayings - Page 16

If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind is favorable.

When you have the feeling that anything’s possible, sometimes you wind up acting on it.

A litle wind kindles; much puts out the fire.

To wind the mighty secrets of the past, And turn the key of time.

The wind sounded of Mother Earth's forsaken and abandoned cries.

It’s a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.

You have to be tough and stick it out, or you wind up being nothing.

To the person who does not know where he wants to go there is no favorable wind.

A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache.

I have no past--the steps have disappeared the wind has blown them away.

Inherit the Wind is a wonderful play, and I was in the original with Paul Muni

All true stories begin and end in a cemetery" - The Shadow of the Wind

Whatever you wind up doing in life, things aren't handed to you.

When I breathe, This sound in my chest Lonelier than the winter wind

I wouldn't be against them (large wind turbines) if they actually worked.

For sailors who love the wind, memory is a good port of departure.

We are but skin about a wind, with muscles clenched against mortality.

If you carry the weather with you, then character is determined by the prevailing wind

You & I are here but the wind is everywhere. Cast no words upon it you don’t wish followed back to you.

Sing will all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind

The wind always seems to blow against catchers when they are running.

I think daily that the country's future is being thrown to the wind.

The same wind is blowing, and yet one of us may be cold and the other not.

Wind buffs up empty bladders; opinion, fools.

A sudden gust: How big the world seems in a wind.

They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.

The wind always brings us back to the same wall

Remember that the military used wind-up radios for years.

Life is short. It can come and go like a feather in the wind.

Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.

If you don't know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else.

One who is unrestrained in life-delusion overcomes; as the wind a weak tree.

I just happened to wind up in a metal band when I was 15.

You can't change the wind. But you can adjust the sails to reach your destination

The wind is a very difficult sound to get. It's always changing.

Words are as beautiful as wind horses, and sometimes as difficult to corral.

When there's an idiot driving crazily in front of you, that can wind the best of you up.

The same wind that extinguishes a light can set a brazier on fire.

The wind breathes not, and the wave Walks softly as above a grave.

I've had the wind knocked out of me, but never the hurricane

You never have the wind with you - either it is against you or you're having a good day.

Tell your secret to the wind, but don't blame it for telling the trees.

She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.

I am a willow of the wilderness, Loving the wind that bent me.

I never get the girl. I wind up with a country instead.

Don't be afraid of opposition. Remember, a kite rises against, not with, the wind.

The America that we knew as the smartest place on the planet is gone with the wind.

I'm a fart in a gale of wind, a humble violet under a cow pat.

Because I helped to wind the clock, I come to hear it strike.

The wind came in languid gusts like whispered reminders.

Environmental communicators are too cautious. I throw caution to the wind.

The flocks fear the wolf, the crops the storm, and the trees the wind.

Integrity is not a conditional word. It doesn't blow in the wind or change with the weather.

Write as the wind blows and command all words like an army!

And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.

When autumn shadows throw their patterns across the land, they are not the images of fragile, dying leaves, not the bared arms of lofty elms, not shadows of a fading summer; but swinging shapes as of books upon a strap, of round and square boxes held under an arm, of hurrying little people heading towards the nearest school.

Inherit the Wind is a wonderful play, and I was in the original with Paul Muni.

You can hear the seven sins Blowin' through the ghetto wind.

COVID-19! I blow the wind of God on you! You are destroyed forever.

The little things are important, Mr. Wind-Up Bird.