“The cold wind made it difficult to breathe, as if it could snatch your next breath before you had time to swallow… — Alice McDermott Copy Share Image
Come, ye cold winds, at January's call, On whistling wings, and with white flakes bestrew The earth. — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
“Somehow, grief had seemed easier to bear when the skies were dark and a cold wind kept cats and prey inside their… — Erin Hunter Copy Share Image
I'm as cold as the cold wind blows when it snows and its twenty below. Ask me why man, I just don't… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Last year there was a shadow of a man in the upstairs porch. The doors were closed in the middle of the… — Pinkberry Copy Share Image
But not luck brought us here. By design clear air and cold wind polish the river lights, by design we are to… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people. — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast - a cold… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
Praise is like sunlight to the warm human spirit; we cannot flower and grow without it. And yet, while most of us… — Dale Carnegie Copy Share Image
In all institutions from which the cold wind of open criticism is excluded, an innocent corruption begins to grow like a mushroom… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
“I am the icy push of immortality through your veins. I am the grave-wrought hand around your heart. I am the cold… — A.J. Aalto Copy Share Image
“I was worrying about the milk, about my children falling in love, about the creatures who crawled through the dark towards us,… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“Now comes the darkening sky and a cold wind that passes right through you, as though you are not there, it passes… — Hannah Kent Copy Share Image
I'm into the lyrical side of rap. I listen to some old Eminem songs and think, 'Wow, he's a genius.' He's one… — Phoebe Tonkin Copy Share Image
I have lived carefully, sheltered myself from the cold winds, eaten moderately of what was in season, drunk fine claret, slept in… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“Goodbye, goodbye, may Bog forgive you for a ruined life." Then I got on to the sill, the music blasting away to… — Anthony Burgess Copy Share Image
“The cold wind blew unceasingly from the north: a violent wind, a merciless wind, a wind that crept inside your ears and… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
My heart is a garden tired with autumn, Heaped with bending asters and dahlias heavy and dark, In the hazy sunshine, the… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
“A cold wind swept across the patio, causing me to shiver. Noah shrugged off his black leather jacket and tossed it around… — Katie McGarry Copy Share Image
“I smile as I begin to unwrap the item, so I can press the sweet concoction against my tongue. Just as I… — Loretta Lost Copy Share Image
“A cold wind raced across the surrounding fields of wild grass, turning the land into a heaving dark-green ocean. It sighed up… — Charles Beaumont Copy Share Image
“The autumn leaves, arranged in two or three scarlet terraces among the pine trees, have fallen like ancient dreams. The red and… — Sōseki Natsume Copy Share Image
“My love is gone, carried away, by the wind that shakes the willow, and all the land is beaten hard, by the… — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
“With a resounding bang, the door burst open. A crazed man gaped at her with piercing and anguished blue eyes. Grunting, he… — Amy Jarecki Copy Share Image
“Feel no regret for roses, autumn too has its delights...How could she say that? Didn't she see that for us there could… — Raphael Carter Copy Share Image
“V grabbed him by the lapels and yanked him up against his body. The brother was trembling from head to foot, his… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“The birds do not sing, clouds remain of rubber, glass, steel. A stone has lodged in the engine block, the process of… — John Hawkes Copy Share Image
“How would I find someone,” Caleb said, edging the dead man’s legs parallel to one another with his toe, “who would be… — James Scott Copy Share Image
...I will praise the English climate till I die—even if I die of the English climate. There is no weather so good… — Gilbert K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
“Charlie sat beside Spider on the edge of the cliff, in the moonlight, his legs dangling over the side. "You know," he… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“The Words of an Angel As I sit in a world of darkness I look around to see no one The cold… — Stacey Chillemi Copy Share Image
“She's selling CDs on the corner, fifty cents to any stoner, any homeboy with a boner. Sleet and worse - the weather's… — Ron Koertge Copy Share Image
Without the story - in which everyone living, unborn and dead, participates - men are no more than bits of paper blown… — George Mackay Brown Copy Share Image
It was bitingly cold up here,and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You may not understand me but I hear you so well. Your voice comes in the cold wind , a tune I… — Lizz Wright Copy Share Image
