I realize I have nothing to say to Trent Burroughs as I…

Losing is the bane and bugbear of every professional athlete's existence, but in baseball the monster seems to hang closer than in other sports,…

— Roger Angell

“The fact that I'm sitting here in the chilly leaves imagining ways to get rid of the boy I loved so much I brought…

— Amy Garvey

Where is the world whose people don't prefer a comfortable, warm, and well-worn belief, however illogical, to the chilly winds of uncertainty.

— Isaac Asimov

As a child, my father's architecture seemed to me to be industrial in a way. It seemed harsh and kind of chilly; I didn't…

— Nathaniel Kahn

I love the joy of mountains Wandering free with no concerns Every day I find food for this old body There's leisure for thinking,…

— Hanshan

I want to sleep with you, I dont mean have sex; I mean sleep together, under my blankets in my bed. with my hand…

— Anonymous

'Tis spring; come out to ramble The hilly brakes around, For under thorn and bramble About the hollow ground The primroses are found. And…

— A. E. Housman

“It was a chilly morning after the night's rain, and the sun hung in the sky like a pale coin lost by someone high…

— Cornelia Funke

Roger that, Milli Vanilli Chilly Willy.

— Hot Shots

Billy, in one of his nice new sashes, Fell in the fire and was burnt to ashes; Now, although the room grows chilly, I…

— Harry Graham

Despite having been awarded the dubious honor of arthood, all photography is still perceived as having one foot in the real world, a toe…

— Lucy R. Lippard

Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies, Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies; The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare,…

— George Crabbe

I remain faithful to bourbon sour. It's absolutely delicious. You'd have to ask a bartender what's in it, but I think if you know…

— Christian Louboutin

Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,-- Dying hectic of leaves…

— Bayard Taylor

“Spring has decided to go through an identity crisis and get chilly on me.”

— Angie Thomas