Depending on your point of view, Ashley (or Leslie Howard) was sensitive, poetic, and enigmatic-- or wan and a wimp. Rhett/Clark Gable was sexy, virile, and funny or just crude and unmannerly. The outcome was a crucial barometer of taste that would reveal a great deal, possibly too much, about a girl's temperament and predilections.

Molly Haskell

Mots clés wind with dear my gone frankly

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...this beginning motion, this first time when a sail truly filled and the boat took life and knifed across the lake under perfect control, this was so beautiful it stopped my breath...

Gary Paulsen

Mots clés sea wind ocean sailing boats

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It is a very beautiful day. The woman looks around and thinks: 'there cannot ever have been a spring more beautiful than this. I did not know until now that clouds could be like this. I did not know that the sky is the sea and that clouds are the souls of happy ships, sunk long ago. I did not know that the wind could be tender, like hands as they caress - what did I know - until now?

Unica Zürn

Mots clés spring wind clouds

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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.

Charles Dickens

Mots clés sun winter wind summer march

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For the first time in four billion years a living creature had contemplated himself and heard with a sudden, unaccountable loneliness, the whisper of the wind in the night reeds.

Loren Eiseley

Mots clés music wind reeds

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A star shoots bleeding across the skyline, a companion to the black wind. Silence comes sweeping across everything.

Joë Bousquet

Mots clés silence star wind

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And all the winds go sighing,
For sweet things dying

Christina Rossetti

Mots clés wind dying

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The cold cut like a many bladed knife

Israel Zangwill

Mots clés wind cold

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The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.

Daphne du Maurier

Mots clés road house sea sky wind blood ashes rebecca

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The stones were sharp,
The wind came at my back;
Walking along the highway,
Mincing like a cat.

Theodore Roethke

Mots clés attitude wind walking cat highway mincing

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