“Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!”
D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930) English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter
Song of a Man who has Come Through (1917)
NYTimes.com, "Job Title: The 'Gilmore' Noodge" http://www.nytimes.com/2005/01/23/arts/television/23heff.html?ex=1121313600&en=6a20ddae804ec0a8&ei=5070&adxnnl=1&oref=login&adxnnlx=1106535613-AH4C904DjoUiEAdysK3Zow&oref=login.
“Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!”
D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930) English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter
Song of a Man who has Come Through (1917)
“It's just a television show, we have fun with it and try to make each other crack up.”
David Boreanaz (1969) American actor, famous for Angel and Buffy
BBC interview
“The wind of change is blowing through this continent”
Harold Macmillan (1894–1986) British politician
"Mr Macmillan's appeal to South Africans", The Times, 4 February 1960, p. 15.
Speech to the South African Parliament, 3 February 1960.
1960s
Context: The most striking of all the impressions I have formed since I left London a month ago is of the strength of this African national consciousness. In different places it may take different forms but it is happening everywhere. The wind of change is blowing through this continent. Whether we like it or not, this growth of national consciousness is a political fact. We must all accept it as a fact.
Stephen Spender (1909–1995) English poet and man of letters
"The Funeral" (l. 1–4)
“For the winds that awakened the stars are blowing through my blood.”
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939) Irish poet and playwright
Hillary Clinton (1947) American politician, senator, Secretary of State, First Lady
Presidential campaign (April 12, 2015 – 2016), 2016 Democratic National Convention (July 28, 2016)
“For sure the enchanted waters pour through every wind that blows.”
George William Russell (1867–1935) Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter
The Nuts of Knowledge (1903)
Context: For sure the enchanted waters pour through every wind that blows.
I think when night towers up aloft and shakes the trembling dew
How every high and lonely thought that thrills my being through
Is but a ruddy berry dropped down through the purple air,
And from the magic tree of life the fruit falls everywhere.
“Gotta head full of ideas that are driving me insane…”
Bob Dylan (1941) American singer-songwriter, musician, author, and artist