Designs are increasingly winning competitions because they are literally green, and because somewhere they feature a small windmill.

We are all instruments pulling the bows across our own lungs. Windmills, still startling in every storm. Have you ever seen a newborn blinking at the light? I wanna do that every day. I wanna know what the kite called itself when it got away, when it escaped into the night...

Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on--that is, badly.