Despite everything my mom and doctor and dad have said to me about blame, I can't stop thinking what I know. And… — Stephen Chbosky Copy Share Image
Snow-capped Snowdon has been an iconic Welsh image for centuries. It is shocking to think that in just 14 years, snow on… — Lembit Opik Copy Share Image
Could two live that way? Could two live under the wild rose, and explore by the pond, so that the smooth mind… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
It was far too cold. The second I got out I had this incredible headache, I'm just not used to it. The… — Socrates Copy Share Image
A lot of times, I think that what I do for a living has no integrity. 'Once Upon A Time' has changed… — Ginnifer Goodwin Copy Share Image
Outside it's a perfect spring night. We stand on the sidewalk in front of our apartment building, and Henry takes my hand,… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
With watercolour, you can pick up the atmosphere, the temperature, the sound of snow shifting through the trees or over the ice… — Andrew Wyeth Copy Share Image
Yes, the first job I had at the studio was Snow White. I don't like the term particularly, but I got stuck… — Marc Davis Copy Share Image
Mother of light! how fairly dost thou go Over those hoary crests, divinely led! Art thou that huntress of the silver bow… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
As a wheelchair user, I've always seen the snow as my enemy; with just a few inches, my wheels stop turning, my… — Liz Carr Copy Share Image
I dug it, New York City, all-the streets and the snows and the starving and the five-flight walkups and sleeping in rooms… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
After a snowstorm is the best time to be in the woods, because all the empty beer and soda cans and candy… — Carol Rifka Brunt Copy Share Image
Playing the game for money produces the proper professional attitude. It inculcates the lunch-pail state of mind that shows up for work… — Steven Pressfield Copy Share Image
I was surrounded by talented people. I always remember Mrs. Carmel Snow, saying to me, "You know, Polly, if one person thinks… — Polly Allen Mellen Copy Share Image
Next morning I awoke, looked out the window and nearly died of fright. My screams brought Atticus from his bathroom half-shaven. "The… — Harper Lee Copy Share Image
In your hands winter is a book with cloud pages that snow pearls of love. — Aberjhani Copy Share Image
Maybe it's wrong when we remember breakthroughs to our own being as something that occurs in discrete, extraordinary moments. Maybe falling in… — Peter Høeg Copy Share Image
My tears are like the quiet drift of petals from some magic rose; and all my grief flows from the rift of… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
Full knee-deep lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing: Toll ye the church bell sad and slow, And… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Jump into an open grave? What kind of idiot are you?" Butters replied. "I might as well put on a red shirt… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
Remember: Plot is no more than footprints left in the snow after your characters have run by on their way to incredible… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
