The winter will be short, the summer long, The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot, Tasting of cider and of scuppernong; All seasons… — Elinor Wylie Copy Share Image
No sane person, I hope, would accuse me of saying that every Distributist must drink beer; especially if he could brew his… — Gilbert K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
She wondered: How could people respond to these images if images didn't secretly enjoy the same status as real things? Not that… — Jonathan Franzen Copy Share Image
Before I began The Cider House Rules, I thought I wanted to write about a father-son relationship that was closer, more conflicted,… — John Irving Copy Share Image
I adopted a healthier diet. I take at least a tablespoon of apple-cider vinegar a day. It's an old wives' tale, but… — Melissa Etheridge Copy Share Image
I'm an all-things-in-moderation kind of person. I do eat a warm donut occasionally. I especially enjoy a cider donut when I'm apple… — Rachael Ray Copy Share Image
When I was a little kid, my mother and I used to watch the 'Golden Globes' and I would dress up and… — Lea Michele Copy Share Image
The era of wild apples will soon be over. I wander through old orchards of great extent, now all gone to decay,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Oh come now," Bast reproached, his smile falling away. "That's just insulting." "By earth and stone, I abjure you!" Kote dipped his… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
“The ripe, the golden month has come again, and in Virginia the chinkapins are falling. Frost sharps the middle music of the… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
We all know about the car breaking down on a deserted road scenario. That's cliché. I'm thinking more of Cider with Rosie,… — Quentin S. Crisp Copy Share Image
At about the age of ten, my friends and I discovered the joys of sitting in graveyards drinking merrydown cider and kissing… — Beth Orton Copy Share Image
I love cooking during Christmas, all smells like the hot apple cider, the hot spiced wine. — Amy Smart Copy Share Image
He Looked and smelt like Autumn's very brother, his face being sunburnt to wheat-colour, his eyes blue as corn-flowers, his sleeves and… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
Peter curled his hands into fists at his sides. 'Kiss me,' he said. She leaned towards him slowly, until her face was… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I feel different than I did three years ago, in The Cider House Rules. — Kieran Culkin Copy Share Image
For something warm, try adding cinnamon sticks and nutmeg to apple cider simmering on the stove. You'll get the added benefit of… — Clinton Kelly Copy Share Image
In A Glass of Cider It seemed I was a mite of sediment That waited for the bottom to ferment So I… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
