“To broaden one's prospective is to push back the swirling winds of ignorance.”

“When the winds of life are pushing you back, THAT'S when you push forward the hardest.”

“Where ignorance is bliss,'Tis folly to be wise.- Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College”

“And over it all, the butterflies swarmed, like a million yellow-pettalled flowers dancing on swirling winds.”

“[Fire] is lightfooted and shamanic, dancing between the visible and invisible, undoing matter one collapsed molecule at a time, wreaking utter destruction with a touch softer than breath. Its poor cousins, wind and water, are one-dimensional rubes by comparison. Wind is all push, push, push. Water is suffocating, but passively so. And even when water gets it together to be a torrent or a tsunami, it is but wet wind. Fire is at once elemental and otherworldly. Fire dances on the grave of all it destroys. Fire is serious voodoo.”

“A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water.”