“We're all flames in the fire. We're all stars in the sky. We are night and day and Winter and Spring. We… — Kate McGahan Copy Share Image
We evolved living in more sunlight than today. We make our own vitamin D when sunlight hits our skin cells. Many people… — Paul Stamets Copy Share Image
“And I knew only what all men know, that the cycle of winter and spring and all growing things has within itself… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
The birth and rebirth of all nature, / The passing of winter and spring, / We share with the life universal, /… — Doreen Valiente Copy Share Image
“If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in… — Iain Thomas Copy Share Image
“Monotony? Have we not always had the same stars and the same sky above us, changing only in its shades of blue… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“There are no secrets, there is no mystery. We make that all up. In fact, it's all right there in front of… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“During the months of winter and spring King Casmir looked only twice at the infant princess, in each case, standing back in… — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
“The dull gray days of the preceding winter and spring, so uneventless and monotonous, seemed more associated with what she cared for… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“Through that whole winter and spring, Claude came home every day from preschool, shed his clothes, and put the princess dress back… — Laurie Frankel Copy Share Image
There were three classes of inhabitants who either frequent or inhabit the country which we had now entered: first, the loggers, who,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Two things of opposite natures seem to depend On on another, as Logos depends On Eros, day on night, the imagined On… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
SEASONS PASSED, FALL AND WINTER and spring and summer. Leaves blew in through the open door of Lucius Clarke’s shop, and rain,… — Kate DiCamillo Copy Share Image
“Vienna wasn't just a city, it was a tone that either one carries forever in one's soul or one does not. It… — Sándor Márai Copy Share Image
“In May of 1945, only a few weeks after the fighting had ended in Europe, I was rotated back to the States,… — Philip Roth Copy Share Image
“When her doctor took her bandages off and led her into the garden, the girl who was no longer blind saw “the… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“. . . to my surprise I began to know what The Language was about, not just the part we were singing… — Monica Furlong Copy Share Image
