“The idea that Mr. Frost didn’t want saving didn’t even occur to her.” — Laura Hesse Copy Share Image
January is here, with eyes that keenly glow, A frost-mailed warrior striding a shadowy steed of snow. — Edgar Fawcett Copy Share Image
People don't feel so quarrelsome in warm weather. They get crotchety in the fall and begin to go to law about things… — Elizabeth Jane Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Prosperity suits some people, and they blossom best in a glow of sunshine; others need the shade, and are the sweeter for… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I've always told my children that life is like a layer cake. You get to put one layer on top of the… — Ann Richards Copy Share Image
“Frost’s “The Death of the Hired Man” ran through his overheated brain: Home is the place where, when you have to go… — Greg Iles Copy Share Image
Listen ... With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break free from the trees And fall. — Adelaide Crapsey Copy Share Image
When everything that ticked has stopped, and space stares, all around, or grisly frosts, first autumn morns, repeal the beating ground. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
It gets cold in the desert at night, particularly up in the mountains; the stars hammer on the rock and strike frost. — Tanith Lee Copy Share Image
I see, when I bend close, how each leaflet of a climbing rose is bordered with frost, the autumn counterpart of the… — Edwin Way Teale Copy Share Image
Great numbers of the Indians pass our camp on their hunting excursions: the day was clear and pleasant, but last night was… — Meriwether Lewis Copy Share Image
Here is a little forest Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Frost is but slender weeks away, Tonight the sunset glow will stay, Swing to the north and burn up higher And Northern… — Robert P. T. Coffin Copy Share Image
“She had covered herself in frost, so every part of her grew cold and would not feel, because of that single part… — Shehanne Moore Copy Share Image
E'en Beauty mourns in her decaying bower, That Time upon her angel brow should set His crooked autograph, and mar the jet… — Isaac McLellan Copy Share Image
If it were thought that anything I wrote was influenced by Robert Frost, I would take that particular piece of mine, shred… — James Dickey Copy Share Image
I believe in Father Frost. But not too deeply. But anyway, you know, I'm not one of those people who are able… — Dmitry Medvedev Copy Share Image
If 'heartache' sounds exaggerated then surely you have never gone to your garden one rare morning in June to find that the… — Ruth Stout Copy Share Image
Spring, if it lingers more than a week beyond its span, starts to hunger for summer to end the days of perpetual… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
A worm is as good a traveler as a grasshopper or a cricket, and a much wiser settler. With all their activity… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven and if the wicked man in there… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
We stand now where two roads diverge. But unlike the roads in Robert Frost's familiar poem, they are not equally fair. The… — Rachel Carson Copy Share Image
The effect of civilization is to impose human law upon environment until it becomes machine-like in its regularity. The objectionable is eliminated,… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Frost grows on the window glass, forming whorl patterns of lovely translucent geometry. Breathe on the glass, and you give frost more… — Vera Nazarian Copy Share Image
Oh, Jeeves,' I said; 'about that check suit.' Yes, sir?' Is it really a frost?' A trifle too bizarre, sir, in my… — P. G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
Even if frost bites my whole body, my heart is warm... because you are in it. — Rose Hathway Copy Share Image
He that is surprized with the first frost feeles it all the winter after. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
