A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.
We can, if we so choose, wander aimlessly over the continent of the arbitrary. Rootless as some winged seed blown about on a serendipitous spring breeze.
All beings may dance at ease in the breeze with minds left silent by laying to rest all things.
When spring is here the sketcher begins to look over his equipment and relishes in anticipation the soothing hours he will spend in the open, warmed by the sun, fanned by the breeze, charmed by the manifold delights of nature.
Hackers are nerdy, pasty, tubby, little geeks with triple thick glasses and this is probably a demented otaku with smelly feet. So catching him will be a breeze!
Life isn't about the cherished moments it is also about the hard ones. Just knowing each day that you will arise with the bright shining sun in your eyes. And end with the cool breeze upon your face as you slowly reflect the day that passed by.
Elend: I kind of lost track of time… Breeze: For two hours? Elend: There were books involved.
I'm thankful for the sea breeze that feels so good right now, and the scent of jasmine when the sun starts going down.
Here's an example: someone says, "Master, please hand me the knife," and he hands them the knife, blade first. "Please give me the other end," he says. And the master replies, "What would you do with the other end?" This is answering an everyday matter in terms of the metaphysical. When the question is, "Master, what is the fundamental principle of Buddhism?" Then he replies, "There is enough breeze in this fan to keep me cool. " That is answering the metaphysical in terms of the everyday, and that is, more or less, the principle zen works on. The mundane and the sacred are one and the same.
It is unearned love--the love that goes before, that greets us on the way. It's the help you receive when you have no bright ideas left, when you are empty and desperate and have discovered that your best thinking and most charming charm have failed you. Grace is the light or electricity or juice or breeze that takes you from that isolated place and puts you with others who are as startled and embarrassed and eventually grateful as you are to be there.
Death rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower.
Acorns are planted silently by some unnoticed breeze.
Before falling to the scythe the weeds enjoy a little breeze.
That, chang'd thro' all and yet in all the same, Great in the Earth as in th' Ætherial frame, Warms in the Sun, refreshes in the Breeze, Glows in the Stars, and blossoms in the Trees. . . Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part. . . Submit - in this, or any other Sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear. All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee; All Chance, Direction which thou canst not see; All Discord, Harmony not understood. . . All partial Evil, universal Good.
Sailors on a becalmed sea, we sense the stirring of a breeze.
I would prefer to keep my clothes on. Unless there's a brisk breeze or something, I tend to keep them on.
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.
There are no random acts. . . We are all connected. . . You can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind.
Planning your own coming-of-age experience may wither you prematurely, but just think of it this way: If you can get through this, childbirth should be a breeze.
The worst thing about talk. . . is that there's no way to lay it to rest. Every fresh breeze brings a new speculation.