Each solstice is a domain of experience unto itself. At the Summer Solstice, all is green and growing, potential coming into being,… — Gary Zukav Copy Share Image
“God, I scream for time to let go, to write, to think. But no. I have to exercise my memory in little… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it,… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
I just love the Buffalo market. Say what you want about their fans, it'll be December and they've been out of the… — Bill Cowher Copy Share Image
“Winter's hard-packed snow Cedes to the fruitful summer; stubborn night At last removes, for day's white steeds to shine. The dread blast… — Michael K. Kellogg Copy Share Image
So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Next morning I awoke, looked out the window and nearly died of fright. My screams brought Atticus from his bathroom half-shaven. "The… — Harper Lee Copy Share Image
We will enjoy ourselves with the forms that are given us: a human face, a hand, the breast of a woman or… — Max Beckmann Copy Share Image
I've been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
If you want to save the snow leopard, or the giant Redwoods, or the Okavango delta, or the Amazon, or the atmosphere,… — Jeremy Griffith Copy Share Image
I like to go on stage with a variety, with some stuff that's been around for a handful of years, some stuff… — Brian Regan Copy Share Image
In my mind, President Snow should be viewed in front of marble pillars hung with oversized flags. It's jarring to see him… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Just a rock, a dome of snow, the deep blue sky, and a hunk of orange-painted metal from which a shredded American… — Tom Hornbein Copy Share Image
It's the most beautiful time of the year, Lights fill the streets spreading so much cheer, I should be playing in the… — SHEYA Copy Share Image
I've been exploring different options for when I'm done skiing. I have the Turtle Ridge Foundation, which is helping a bunch of… — Bode Miller Copy Share Image
Why it was that upon this beautiful feminine tissue, sensitive as gossamer, and practically blank as snow as yet, there should have… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
Accounts of outrages committed by mobs form the every-day news of the times. They have pervaded the country from New England to… — Abraham Lincoln Copy Share Image
The old Rankin-Bass animated specials seemed to exist in a loosely shared reality, which is what attracted me to them. Santa, Snow… — Paul Dini Copy Share Image
When you look at every studio in the '20s or '30s, from Louis B. Mayer to Jack Warner, you see people who… — Ryan Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
The film opens up the world beyond Katniss' point of view, allowing the audience access to the happenings of places like the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Not well. I know at any moment Snow could kill him. Especially since he warned Thirteen about the bombing. It’s a terrible… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
In a very little time they got to the corner of the field by the side of the pine wood where Eeyore's… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Presently I shall be introduced as 'this venerable old gentleman' and the axe will fall when they raise me to the degree… — Stephen Leacock Copy Share Image
The fields are snowbound no longer; There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green. The snow has been caught up… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place -- the tree, the earth… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
“They sat in the little diningroom and ate. She'd put on music, a violin concerto. The phone didnt ring. Did you take… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Yet there was a momentary hint of blue sky, and even this bit of light was enough to release a flash of… — Thomas Mann Copy Share Image
Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
As Magnus turned to walk away from the church, he heard the sound of violin music carried to him on the cloudy… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
After a snowstorm is the best time to be in the woods, because all the empty beer and soda cans and candy… — Carol Rifka Brunt Copy Share Image
“The day broke gray and dull. The clouds hung heavily, and there was a rawness in the air that suggested snow. A… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
As the game enters its glorious final weeks, the chill of fall signals the reality of defeat for all but one team.… — John Thorn Copy Share Image
There are many trials in life which do not seem to come from unwisdom or folly; they are silver arrows shot from… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Istanbul in the snow is a wonder. The extravagant pleasures on show in the Topkapi Palace Museum - the sultan's robes thickly… — Bettany Hughes Copy Share Image
Futility Move him into the sun - Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of fields unsown. Always it woke… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
“ Loveliest of Trees Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The powerful and prominent soar like dragons, the heroic and valiant fight like tigers: but if you look upon them with cool… — Zicheng Hong Copy Share Image
“Well you only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you… — Rosenberg Copy Share Image
“It was gentler here, softer, its seethe the quietest of whispers, as if, in deference to a drawing room, it had quite… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
I'm just authentically, unapologetically myself. In and out of drag, in and out of the gig, in and out of the studio.… — Alyssa Edwards Copy Share Image
