“Winter solitude-in a world of one colourthe sound of the wind.”
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
“Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.”
“Only the wind shatters the silence. I have been here before choking in solitude.”
“TV sounds are all the same; there's no difference between the sound of the wind in Northern Ireland and the wind on a Polynesian island.”
“We rode on the winds of the rising storm,We ran to the sounds of the thunder.We danced among the lightning bolts,and tore the world asunder.”