Give me the old familiar walk, postoffice and all, with this ever new self, with this infinite expectation and faith, which does… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
For me looking, touching, material, place and form are all inseparable from the resulting work. It is difficult to say where one… — Andy Goldsworthy Copy Share Image
But why should you be interested in me?" Good question. I can’t explain it myself right this moment. But maybe – just… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
From the tower battlements, Dustfinger looked down on a lake as black as night, where the reflection of the castle swam in… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
He is born again! I feel him! The Dragon takes his first breath on the slope of Dragonmount! He is coming! He… — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
“Camden in the winter of 1954 was a bleak place. It is difficult to see it this way if you’ve only been… — Captain Hank Bracker, "Seawater One Copy Share Image
Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf. When I was little my father… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
Then I know Prim is right, that Snow cannot afford to waste Peeta's life, especially now, while the Mockingjay causes so much… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I have walked this south stream when to believe in spring was an act of faith. It was spitting snow and blowing,… — Ann Zwinger Copy Share Image
“A wet autumn morning, a garbage truck clattering down the street. The first snowfall of the season, blossom sized flakes falling languidly… — Joyce carol Oates Copy Share Image
Because I'm Parisian, I wanted to show a Paris that I don't see at the movies, so I spent a lot of… — Louis Garrel Copy Share Image
A child's reaction to this type of calamity is twofold and extreme. Not knowing how deeply, powerfully, life drops anchor into its… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
A Christmas frost had come at midsummer; a white December storm had whirled over June; ice glazed the ripe apples, drifts crushed… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
This work somehow awakened my dormant powers of will and I began to practice self-control. At first my resolutions faded like snow… — Nikola Tesla Copy Share Image
I am manageable. I, you know, it'll suffice I think. No, no, I feel pretty good. I trained for a long time… — Mary Elizabeth Winstead Copy Share Image
With watercolour, you can pick up the atmosphere, the temperature, the sound of snow shifting through the trees or over the ice… — Andrew Wyeth Copy Share Image
True stories are always good because they're so odd, and so unlikely. It's always good to have a world that people don't… — Steven Knight Copy Share Image
“This is an extra letter in the middle of the month because I'm rather lonely tonight. It's awfully stormy; the snow is… — Jean Webster Copy Share Image
If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
When the cold comes to New England it arrives in sheets of sleet and ice. In December, the wind wraps itself around… — Alice Hoffman 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
“Some part of me remembers what snow is, but this is the first time my new mind has seen it. It softens… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
So you're six years old, you're reading 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarves,' and it becomes rapidly obvious that there are only… — Emily Levine Copy Share Image
“A driving snow-storm in the night and still raging; five or six inches deep on a level at 7 A.M. All birds… — Henry David Thoreau 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
“Snow falls in the Moosewood Sandhills, on ghost burrows, deer woods, in the bone-home, last snow. What does it mean to become… — Tim Lilburn Copy Share Image
I love the idea of the winter rose that's sort of sleeping underneath the soil. Underneath all the snow is this plant… — Corinne Bailey Rae Copy Share Image
“December is a bewitching month. The grey of cold teases to explode into something worthwhile, into a dream of cold, a starlight… — Joseph Coelho Copy Share Image
I have not yet lost a feeling of wonder, and of delight, that this delicate motion should reside in all the ordinary… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“...and there, in the background, the brite spring sky's sediment had sunk to a dark band of blue. Ah, it mesmerized me...like… — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
As a girl, I used to zip myself into a snowsuit, fall into the deepest snowdrift I could find and sweep my… — Danielle Trussoni Copy Share Image
“Feelings that would not have disgraced a leader who, now that the snow has begun to fall and the mountain-top is covered… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
We actually needed the memory - if you see the film - as a very different kind of a plot device of… — Pete Docter Copy Share Image
We all know that a winter scene, though it may be covered over one day, with even the trees dressed in shawls… — Arthur Golden Copy Share Image
The thing with 50 Words of Snow is that it was literally back-to-back from Director's Cut [also released in 2011]. It was… — Kate Bush 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
She yearned to see her mother again, and Robb and Bran and Rickon… but it was Jon Snow she thought of most.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The delivery room is cold and it has a view of the city. A view of smokestacks and snow-kissed rooftops. An industrial… — Daniel Abbott Copy Share Image
The sun is all love and murder, judgement, the perpetual raid of conscience, paratrooping light which opens like a snow-blossom in the… — Janet Frame 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