These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of. [George Eliot]
The windows of my soul I throw
Wide open to the sun.
[John Greenleaf Whittier]
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I
But when the trees bow down their heads
The wind is passing by [Christina Rossetti; Who has seen the wind]
"The flight of birds, the mountains’ nobility, the silence of the silence. We are given life but must accept that it is unattainable and rejoice in what can be held in the eye, the memory, the mind.”
[Salman Rushdie; Shalimar the Clown]
“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.”
[W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire]