Graves: It’s going to snow. Dru Anderson: Thanks for the warning. Graves: Hey, no problem. First one’s free. — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered...sealed away for opening on a January… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Outside, the sky was clear, stars gleaming in its ebony vastness like celestial fireflies. It was bitterly cold, and Hywel's every breath… — Sharon Kay Penman Copy Share Image
The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves. — Horace Copy Share Image
At this point two elderly security guards in parkas, the guys who normally work the front desk at the plant, asked John… — David Wong Copy Share Image
'The Tiger And The Snow' is a beautiful movie. I am in love with this idea. — Roberto Benigni Copy Share Image
“~A Comparison of Seasons~ Snow's unforgiving power causes some men to wish for spring's flower. Some might hate snow's bitter chill, but… — Seth D Copy Share Image
The film opens up the world beyond Katniss' point of view, allowing the audience access to the happenings of places like the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It was a mind-blowing experience, it really was-absolutely an awesome thing. . . . As I got to the top I released… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I did a show in this tiny town called Longyearbyen. We went snowmobiling around Svalbard and saw Arctic foxes, snow bunting, polar… — Bill Bailey Copy Share Image
“It was gentler here, softer, its seethe the quietest of whispers, as if, in deference to a drawing room, it had quite… — Conrad Aiken Copy Share Image
“I used to be fine in my loneliness but something or someone snapped me out of it and showed me company. What… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold, Through the brown mould Although the March breeze blew keen on her face, Although the white… — Anna Bartlett Warner Copy Share Image
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Tell me now in what hidden way isLady Flora the lovely Roman?Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,Neither of them the fairer woman?Where… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Are there bears in these mountains?" he asked. His companion nodded. "Of course. But it's a bit early in the year for… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
Perhaps I write for no one. Perhaps for the same person children are writing for when they scrawl their names in the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain with its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light… — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
Sarah Palin is brilliant. She is a media magnet and a media magnate. She creates headlines and draws crowds wherever she goes,… — Mark McKinnon Copy Share Image
Green grass breaks through snow, Artemis pleads for my help, I am so cool. — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
If Under fell, if Over leaped, If death was life and Death life reaped, Something rises from the gloom, To make the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Long, blue, spiky-edged shadows crept out across the snow-fields, while a rosy glow, at first scarce discernible, gradually deepened and suffused every… — John Muir Copy Share Image
