“Tis an ill wind that blows no minds”
“Keep close the words of Syadasti: 'TIS AN ILL WIND THAT BLOWS NO MINDS. And remember that there is no tyranny in the State of Confusion. For further information, consult your pineal gland.”
“what wind blows you here? nit an ill wind, I hope”
“Anger is the wind which blows out the lamp of the mind.”
“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.”
“Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.”