You know," he said, "I keep wanting to say that it's like Simon Snow threw up in here... but it's more like… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
“In the spring, the little flowers came out obediently in the meads, and the dew sparkled, and the birds sang. In the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Outside the youth center, between the liquor store and the police station, a little dogwood tree is losing its mind; overflowing with… — Tony Hoagland Copy Share Image
Big mountains are a completely different world: snow, ice, rocks, sky, and thin air. You cannot conquer them, only rise to their… — Anatoli Boukreev Copy Share Image
“in the heart’s rain in the eye’s fog in the winter’s smoky snow in whirling snow in storms wind which wants to… — Nils-Aslak Valkeapää Copy Share Image
Books of natural history make the most cheerful winter reading. I read in Audubon with a thrill of delight, when the snow… — Henry David Thoreau 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
On the second verse of 'Tears to Snow,' I talk about rappers and the way they view me now, rappers in the… — Hopsin Copy Share Image
And I don't care what else anyone has ever told you, the Sun is white, not yellow. Human color perception is a… — Neil deGrasse Tyson Copy Share Image
To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Wo— Who win, and… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The best times to visit the Gobi and Three Camel Lodge are June, and September through October. By the beginning of November,… — Lawrence Osborne Copy Share Image
Kilimanjaro is a snow-covered mountain 19,710 feet high, and is said to be the highest mountain in Africa. Its western summit is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
We love the sight of the brown and ruddy earth; it is the color of life, while a snow-covered plain is the… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
For as long as I can remember, I have loved snow and ice. As a result, I have spent most of my… — Lonnie Dupre 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
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
He shifted over without comment, lifting the blankets, and I scrambled into the warm sheets beside him. He smelled like soap and… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pokanoket, and many other once powerful tribes of our people?… — Tecumseh Copy Share Image
“In the nineteenth century, Fritjof Nansen wrote that skiing washes civilization clean from our minds by dint of its exhilarating physicality. By… — Charlie English Copy Share Image
Some of my favorite poems are "confessional" poems written in the voices of aliens ("Southbound on the Freeway" by May Swenson" and… — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
When I was a child, next to my own mother, no woman that ever lived took as much interest in me, gave… — Heber J. Grant 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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
“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
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
“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
“ 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
“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
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
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