The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also receives his last sigh.
(Seattle (c. 1784-1866), Native American chief of the Dwamish, Suquamish, and allied Indian tribes. Letter, 1854, to President Franklin Pierce. Attributed, published in Brother Eagle, Sister Sky: A Message from Chief Seattle (1990).
The letter, in which Seattle pleaded that his name should die with the ceding of the Washington State territories, was shown in 1992 to have been largely a forgery, devised by television scriptwriter Ted Perry for a historical epic in 1971.)
When the wind carries a cry which is meaningful to human ears, it is simpler to believe the wind shares with us some part of the emotion of Being than that the mysteries of a hurricane's rising murmur reduce to no more than the random collision of insensate molecules.
(Norman Mailer (b. 1923), U.S. author. Narrator, "Advertisement for Myself on the Way Out," Advertisements for Myself, p. 520, Putnam's (1959).)
Instead of water we got here a draught of beer,... a lumberer's drink, which would acclimate and naturalize a man at once,which would make him see green, and, if he slept, dream that he heard the wind sough among the pines.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "Ktaadn" (1848) in The Maine Woods (1864), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 3, p. 30, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)