Top 1200 Howling Wind Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

When I perform outside, the major problem that could arise is strong wind.I spend months preparing for the types of wind that occur in different locations.

Wind is God's way of balancing heat. Wind is the way you shift heat from areas where it's hotter to areas where it's cooler. That's what wind is.

Wind is the heart of the wave, the spoon of the sea and the angry bull of the ships. Without wind, there is no ardour, no agitation!

I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.

When God wanted to create the horse, he said to the South Wind, "I want to make a creature of you. Condense." And the Wind condensed.

No machine can wind a better sounding or tighter wind than a well trained person.

All the beasts in Howling Forest were safe in their caves, nests, and burrows.

I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul Where I end up, well, I think only God really knows.

The same wind blows on us all; the winds of disaster, opportunity and change. Therefore, it is not the blowing of the wind, but the setting of the sails that will determine our direction in life.

'Love and Terror on the Howling Plains of Nowhere' took me six years to write.

in darkness and in hedges I sang my sour tone and all my love was howling conspicuously alone.

If you have the wind farms but no transmission, you just have things blowing in the wind.

Wisdom, health, life and love cannot be found in trying to control the wind, but rather in harnessing the wind in the sails of receptive engagement of the present moment.

For an hour or more he was neither human nor vampire, just a howling, hungry creature of dark delights.

I hold that in the flight of the soaring birds (the vultures, the eagles, and other birds which fly without flapping) ascension is produced by the skillful use of the force of the wind, and the steering, in any direction, is the result of skillful manoeuvres; so that by a moderate wind a man can, with an aeroplane, un- provided with any motor whatever, rise up into the air and direct himself at will, even against the wind itself.

Wind feeds the fire, and wind extinguishes: The flames are nourished by a gentle breeze, Yet, if it stronger grows, they sink and die.

The renewable industry claims technical innovations will improve solar and wind - but in reality nothing can change the lower power density of sunlight and wind.

The Emmy should be an ensemble award, too. I kept howling at everyone else's performances.

I think my whole life has been one of sort of daring, and sort of sailing against the wind instead of just going with the wind.

Something about the Clintons sets the GOP to howling at the moon.

We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate. The wind is blowing; those vessels whose sails are unfurled catch it, and go forward on their way, but those which have their sails furled do not catch the wind. Is that the fault of the wind?....... We make our own destiny.

When the wind stops, kite falls but bird flies; because bird did not borrow the wind when rising!

It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries.

I want to live in a world capital or the howling wilderness.

A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.

If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.

The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.

Our plans miscarry because they have no aim. When a man does not know what harbor he is making for, no wind is the right wind.

She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon.

Other times when I hear the wind blow I feel that just hearing the wind blow makes it worth being born.

It's so graceful to be blown by the wind, to go where the wind takes you. Just drifting over beautiful rivers in a balloon is perfect.

The wind is blowing; those vessels whose sails are unfurled catch it, and go forward on their way, but those which have their sails furled do not catch the wind. Is that the fault of the wind? Is it the fault of the merciful Father, whose wind of mercy is blowing without ceasing, day and night, whose mercy knows no decay, is it His fault that some of us are happy and some unhappy? We make our own destiny. His sun shines for the weak as well as for the strong. His wind blows for saint and sinner alike. He is the Lord of all, the Father of all, merciful, and impartial.

Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing, under the sky's gray arch. Smiling, I watch the shaken elm boughs, knowing It is the wind of March.

If a bird is flying for pleasure, it flies with the wind, but if it meets danger it turns and faces the wind, in order that it may rise higher.

It is the north wind that lashes men into Vikings; it is the soft, luscious south wind which lulls them to lotus dreams.

The foundation is being laid for the emergence of both wind and solar cells as cornerstones of the new energy economy. World wind generating capacity grew from 7,600 megawatts in 1997 to 9,600 in 1998, an expansion of 26 percent. At a national level, Germany led the way, adding 790 megawatts of capacity, followed by Spain with 380 megawatts, and the United States with 226 megawatts. In the past, U.S. wind generating capacity was concentrated in California, but in 1998, wind farms began generating electricity in Minnesota, Oregon, and Wyoming, broadening the new industry's geographical base.

"When we do not know what harbor we are making for," the Roman philosopher Seneca wrote, "no wind is the right wind." Persons have vision only when they have a dream that drives them on.

But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling.

He hears the silence howling catches angels as they fall, and the all time winner has got him by the fun.

It did not last: the devil howling "Ho! Let Einstein be!" restored the status quo.

This wasn't any mere song and dance; here was a bold, blaring declaration howling itself into the empty face of death.

The wind's in the east. . . . I am always conscious of an uncomfortable sensation now and then when the wind is blowing in the east.

Origami Striptease reads like William S. Burroughs and Djuna Barnes howling at a brutal paper moon.

Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.

Earth's a howling wilderness, Truculent with fraud and force.

The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows - a wall against the wind.

I have a horror of silence while I'm writing. It's like the universe is howling at me if I don't have it.

Wolves together stand howling soft and loud at light, singing family songs.

Laurie felt just then that his heart was entirely broken and the world a howling wilderness.

A vivid tale of exploration set in a howling, deadly wilderness.

The wind shrieks, the wind grieves; It dashes the leaves on walls, it whirls then again; And the enormous sleeper vaguely and stupidly dreams And desires to stir, to resist a ghost of pain.

Wind is the loving Wooer of waters; Wind blends together Billows all-foaming. Spirit of man, Thou art like unto water! Fortune of man, Thou art like unto wind!

This howling mouth, this head which rolls back and tries to escape.

Criticism should not be querulous and wasting, all knife and root-puller, but guiding, instructive, inspiring, a south wind, not an east wind.

Like wind-- In it, with it, of it. Of it just like a sail, so light and strong that, even when it is bent flat, it gathers all the power of the wind without hampering its course. Like light-- In light, lit through by light, transformed into light. Like the lens which disappears in the light it focuses. Like wind. Like light. Just this--on these expanses, on these heights.

Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.

My favorite mode of transport is hot-air ballooning. It's so graceful to be blown by the wind, to go where the wind takes you.

And over your unconsecrated head you'll hear the howling wolves lament their fate and yours the livelong year.

Britain has a lot of wind. It's our wind. We don't have to import it.

Once more the storm is howling, and half hid Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on.