Swans moulting die, snow melts to tears, Roses do blush and hang their heads — Henry Noel Brailsford Copy Share Image
Eyes like streams of melting snow,” she said, and it was all I could do not to roll my melting snow eyes. — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
Stretch to impress, snow on my chest. I don't like her if she got a 'fro between her legs. — 2 Chainz Copy Share Image
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Autumn, in his leafless bowers, is waiting for the winter's snow. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
You can't break Russian people, you know? 'Cos we're made in cold snow. We're very resistant. — Irina Shayk Copy Share Image
It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Nobody saves America by sniffing cocaine. Jiggling your knees blankeyed in the rain, when it snows in your nose you catch cold… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
Some sorrows are but footprints in the snow, which the genial sun effaces, or, if it does not wholly efface, changes into… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Northern Ireland were in white, which was quite appropriate because three inches of snow had to be cleared from the pitch before… — John Motson Copy Share Image
Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the… — Craig Thompson Copy Share Image
The first snow always startles. It covers the tricycle in the driveway, turning its frame into an abstact sculpture that says: See… — Peggy Noonan Copy Share Image
There is a door. It opens. Then it is closed. But a slip of light stays, like a scrap of unreadable paper… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
As fire does not give birth to snow, so those who seek honor here will not enjoy it in heaven... As those… — John Climacus Copy Share Image
The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a… — Ardyth Kennelly Copy Share Image
From the gardener's point of view, November can be the worst month to be faced: Nature is winding things down, the air… — H. Peter Loewer Copy Share Image
There is only one princess in the Disney tales, one girl who gets to be exalted. Princesses may confide in a sympathetic… — Peggy Orenstein Copy Share Image
Driving home, it's all I can do to keep from crying. Time's come, time's gone, time's never returning, I say to myself.… — Russell Banks Copy Share Image
“There comes a time when the fall of snow is no longer the start of a marvellous adventure. There comes a time… — Lance Parkin Copy Share Image
“The dark, twisting clouds that had settled over Vendona’s streets seemed to open up and glide past the winking moon. The wind… — Shannon A. Thompson Copy Share Image
I know my family and I would always go up to the mountains just for fun. We always skied. Then, all of… — Shaun White Copy Share Image
Is the divine presence a Republican? Or is He/She/It running an inter-galactic fossil fuel conglomerate?...whatever the explanation may be, the Paraclete appears… — George Monbiot Copy Share Image
“I never knew until then that snow made everything quiet, somehow silencing all the world's noise.” — Karen Thompson Walker Copy Share Image
If you can't stand the heat, then move to Minnesota. They have snow in May. — Harry S. Truman Copy Share Image
And the poorest twig on the elm-tree was ridged inch deep with pearl. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
On a soft snow, even a sparrow leaves a trace; the important thing is to leave a trace on a steel plate! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
But however happy you are feeling, you can't talk with your mouth full of snow. — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
The snow and the storm destroy the flower; but its seed they cannot kill. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
In tennis the addict moves about a hard rectangle and seeks to ambush a fuzzy ball with a modified snow-shoe. — Elliott Chaze Copy Share Image
We trust in plumed procession For such the angels go Rank after rank, with even feet/And uniforms of snow. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
There are few, if any, Canadian men that have never spelled their name in a snow bank. — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
I go to the gym three days a week. You have to or else - I don't want to be the guy… — Douglas Coupland Copy Share Image
