It was the winter of war, in 1939. It felt completely pointless to try to create pictures... I suddenly felt an urge… — Tove Jansson Copy Share Image
Honest winter, snow clad and with the frosted beard, I can welcome not uncordially; but that long deferment of the calendar's promise,… — George Gissing Copy Share Image
If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would… — Anne Bradstreet Copy Share Image
My God is the green tide in the spring leaves the redness of cherries high in the air the excitement of shooting… — William of Ockham Copy Share Image
Winter is for women The woman still at her knitting, At the cradle of Spanish walnut, Her body a bulb in the… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
It blows a snowing gale in the winter of the year; The boats are on the sea and the crews are on… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn; Heaven… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
O beautiful white land, olives and wild anemone and violet mingled among the shale, and purple wings of little winter-butterflies say, here… — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
“We read the pagan sacred books with profit and delight. With myth and fable we are ever charmed, and find a pleasure… — Robert G. Ingersoll Copy Share Image
You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino's new novel, If on a winter's night a traveler. Relax. Concentrate. Dispel every other… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Suddenly, in the space of a moment, I realized what it was that I loved about Britain--which is to say, all of… — Bill Bryson Copy Share Image
I can tell that sometimes I live a very good moment and I'm very joy- ful and optimistic, so I can see… — Frida Giannini Copy Share Image
The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl, From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl, I’d love to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“In January in Northern Russia, everything vanishes beneath a deep blanket of whiteness. Rivers, fields, trees, roads, and houses disappear, and the… — Robert K. Massie Copy Share Image
“Ah for pittie, wil ranke Winters rage, These bitter blasts neuer ginne tasswage? The keene cold blowes throug my beaten hyde, All… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
Any climate scientist will tell you that an unusually warm month - or even a whole warm winter - doesn't mean much.… — Corey Flintoff Copy Share Image
The Hero cares not for a wild winter's storm. For it carries him swift on the back of the storm. All may… — Cressida Cowell Copy Share Image
I remember the terrible winter in 1963, clearing the snow off the forecourt at Upton Park with the rest of the players… — Harry Redknapp Copy Share Image
There are plenty of men who philander during the summer, to be sure, but they are usually the same lot who philander… — Nora Ephron Copy Share Image
“Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't crowded… — Wu-Men Copy Share Image
“Here’s a typical British–Swiss chat about the weather: Brit, coming in from outside: ‘Brrr, it’s so cold out today.’ Swiss: ‘It’s winter.” — Diccon Bewes Copy Share Image
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
This air between us is getting thinner now, into winter now. Bitter sweet and 'cross that horizon, this sun is setting down.… — Linkin Park Copy Share Image
“You think the winter will never end, and then, when you don't expect it, when you have almost forgotten it, warmth comes… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
My friend, I am going to tell you the story of my life, as you wish; and if it were only the… — Black Elk Copy Share Image
We flew throughout the summer and fall and the start of winter. At first the whiteness gave way to the green of… — Anatoly Berezovoy Copy Share Image
No tribal rite has yet been recorded which attempts to keep winter from descending; on the contrary: the rites all prepare the… — Joseph Campbell Copy Share Image
I love summertime more than anything else in the world. That is the only thing that gets me through the winter, knowing… — Jack McBrayer Copy Share Image
One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we… — Robert Hass Copy Share Image
“I think of Winter, of her smile, her eyes, her arms wrapped around me, and I know where home is. It's wherever… — Kimberly Kinrade Copy Share Image
Winter is on the road to spring. Some think it a surly road. I do not. A primrose road to spring were… — William Alfred Quayle Copy Share Image
I was in Cuba in the winter of 1937. I was playing in Cuba, and I'm in the shower, and I slipped… — Leon Day Copy Share Image
That has not yet been put to the test. I got my fourth-degree black belt this winter. When I make martial arts… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“Winter reaches its peak not when a great wind screams from the top of its lungs, but when a lazy breeze whispers… — Shivaraj Konanavar Copy Share Image
For watching sports, I tend to drink Guinness; early evenings always begin well with a Grey Goose and tonic with plenty of… — Martin Bashir Copy Share Image
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter… — Yoko Ono Copy Share Image
Deep in the winter plain, two armies Dig their machinery, to destroy each other. Men freeze and hunger. No one is given… — Stephen Spender Copy Share Image
Seest thou good days? Prepare for evil times. No summer but hath its winter. He never reaped comfort in adversity that sowed… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Every time I jog through the world, I am awed by what I find. On a winter morning, when it seems too… — Bernie Siegel Copy Share Image