But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it's bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A… — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
Wherever snow falls, or water flows, or birds fly, wherever day and night meet in twilight, wherever the blue heaven is hung… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
“A few light taps upon the pane made him turn to the window. It had begun to snow again. He watched sleepily… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Then he turned the pebbles over in his hardened fingers, remembering the only words in the way of wisdom his father had… — Robert Gatewood Copy Share Image
His beauty did not blaze like Will's did in fierce colors and repressed fire, but it had its own muted perfection, the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
That no Flake of [snow] fall on you or them - is a wish that would be a Prayer, were Emily not… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“No doubt, the flakes of snow falling over him carried ashen nuclei. John tried to concentrate on those tiny flecks of carbon… — Ginn Hale Copy Share Image
“Soft, the snow falling/Steam spiraling from coffee/The slain cold and still” — Garth Nix Copy Share Image
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind.… — Novala Takemoto Copy Share Image
Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever . . . — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you.... In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an… — Ruth Stout Copy Share Image
In my grandmother's house there was always chicken soup And talk of the old country--mud and boards, Poverty, The snow falling down… — Louis Simpson Copy Share Image
“The memories are few and like dreams of her life resuming a muted sound of snow falling into itself.” — Carolyn Forché Copy Share Image
Mainly I've been back to my books and writings and being nice and quiet and lazy. As I'm writing this, the radio… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Snow falling softly on lashes of eyes you love, and a cold cheek growing warm next to your own in hushed dark… — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
“Kyra stood atop the grassy knoll, the frozen ground hard beneath her boots, snow falling around her, and tried to ignore the… — Morgan Rice Copy Share Image
Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity — Novala Takemoto Copy Share Image
Most people work fifty weeks a year so they can do this the other 2. Well the smart ones live in a… — Warren Miller Copy Share Image
Our bodies and our minds have their own timing that pay little attention to our cerebral desires. We can't force or expect… — Tara Stiles Copy Share Image
“Somewhere in the far north of Canada there wuld be snow, falling soundlessly overy the Beaufort Sea, falling over the Artic without… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
“I can remember watching large, tentative, individual flakes of snow falling and blowing around aimlessly in the wind generated by the train… — David Foster Wallace Copy Share Image