“Write as the wind blows and command all words like an army!”
“Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.”
“Other lives wind themselves into your own and then leave for distant places or wink out like extinguished lamps, and then all the evidence you have that there was ever any time is a few scribbled words and a few blurred pictures. Then those burn in fire or blow away in wind and you have nothing.”
“The human heart is like a ship on a stormy sea driven about by winds blowing from all four corners of heaven.”
“The wind seems to be blowing through the gaps in the conversation like the rushing of empty space.”
“You said that the mind is like the wind but perhaps it is we who are like the wind Knowing nothing, simply blowing through. Never aging, never dying.”