Winter is the king of showmen, Turning tree stumps into snowmen And houses into birthday cakes And spreading sugar over lakes. Smooth… — Ogden Nash Copy Share Image
There is a language older by far and deeper than words. It is the language of bodies, of body on body, wind… — Derrick Jensen Copy Share Image
One boy's footprints are not long in being lost in the snow, in the steadily falling snow of the shortest day, the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Her, enveloped in the smell of the snow, and her cold fingertips, and the sound of the black clouds drifting through the… — Makoto Shinkai Copy Share Image
He pushes his hair, soaked from the snow, out of his eyes. "So what are we going to do, break a window?… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
To lovers, I devise their imaginary world, with whatever they may need, as the stars of the sky, the red, red roses… — Williston Fish Copy Share Image
“I Won’t Fly Today Too much to do, despite the snow, which made all local schools close their doors. What a winter!… — Ellen Hopkins Copy Share Image
“ Time Does Not Bring Relief Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“Snowfall in the Afternoon" 1 The grass is half-covered with snow. It was the sort of snowfall that starts in late afternoon… — Robert Bly Copy Share Image
I love the sound of snow... You can hear it even if you are only standing on a balcony. [The sound] is… — Claudio Abbado Copy Share Image
Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but… — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
If you want to marry me, here's what you'll have to do: You must learn how to make a perfect chicken-dumpling stew.… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
As artist Nature splashes color across the vast canvas of the sky with the radiance and splendor of sunrise and sunset. She… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Bro Snow said I would live to see the time when brothers and sisters would marry each other in this church. All… — Abraham H. Cannon Copy Share Image
Sometimes when you are standing still and it’s snowing, you think that you hear music. You can’t tell where it’s coming from… — Heather O'Neill Copy Share Image
“On increasingly warm nice days I liked to sit toward noon on the bench encircling the cherry tree and look at the… — Adalbert Stifter Copy Share Image
I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
The whole of northern Norway was covered with snow to depths which none of our soldiers had ever seen, felt, or imagined.… — Winston Churchill Copy Share Image
Blackened skeleton arms of wood by the wayside pointed upward to the convent, as if the ghosts of former travellers, overwhelmed by… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I can hear President Snow's voice in my head. 'On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Every one knows how the snow lies in the valleys of the Alps, forming a plain which slopes gradually downward towards the… — Edward Burnett Tylor Copy Share Image
We look up. For weeks, for months, that is all we have done. Look up. And there it is-the top of Everest.… — Tenzing Norgay Copy Share Image
“The blizzard seemed to be dying down, and it was now possible to enjoy the sight of the buildings and embankments and… — Jean-Christophe Valtat Copy Share Image
The other mammoths were as protective of the dying as they were of newborns, and they gathered around tying to make the… — Jean M. Auel Copy Share Image
“...it also meant mornings of glory such as this one, in which the snow, white almost to blueness, lay like a soft… — John Knowles Copy Share Image
The dog writhing in the gutter, its back broken by a passing car, knows what it is to be alive. So too… — George Greenstein Copy Share Image
Winter Song The browns, the olives, and the yellows died, And were swept up to heaven; where they glowed Each dawn and… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
To the fuki plant, dandelions, and their kind that lie for long patiently under the fallen snow, comes the season of breezy… — Kobayashi Issa Copy Share Image
In winter, play with the snow; in summer, play with the Sun! Do not wait for something to come; everything is already… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
In London the day after Christmas (Boxing Day), it began to snow: my first snow in England. For five years, I had… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
There is no more sagacious animal than the Icelandic horse. He is stopped by neither snow, nor storm, nor impassable roads, nor… — Jules Verne Copy Share Image
“In winter, the air is clear enough to drink, and your eyes can travel many hundreds of miles until they reach the… — Anuradha Roy Copy Share Image
“At home in Moscow everything was in its winter routine; the stoves were heated, and in the morning it was still dark… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
I was at a party in Alexandra Palace tobogganing on the ski slope, got whiplashed at 40mph, put my hands out to… — Dave Clark Copy Share Image
When I was younger, I was very princessy. I always wanted to be blond-haired and blue-eyed. This was before Mulan, so I… — Grace Lin Copy Share Image
You will say that everyone has seen landscapes and figures from childhood on. The question is: Has everybody also been reflexive as… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
I know what the problem is, of course. The disorientation, the distraction, the difficulty focusing - all classic Phase One signs of… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
I'm attempting to broaden my novels' scope through landscape and weather, leaves falling off trees, overnight storms, timeless elements which, irrespective of… — Kent Haruf Copy Share Image
I spent most of my youth in Montana, where there are long, cold winters, but Maine has the coldest winters you could… — Michael Finkel Copy Share Image
Until I was 16, I read nothing but science fiction. I loved William Gibson and I still do. But my favourite book… — Ned Beauman Copy Share Image
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